Five Fathoms
Poetic Collection
By
Alexia Purdy
This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this collection are fictitious and are products of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Five Fathoms Poetic Collection
Copyright © July 2012 Alexia Purdy
Whispers of Dreams (A Poetic Collection)
Copyright © February 2012 Alexia Purdy
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Cover Design by Alexia Purdy
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These two poetic collections are dedicated to all the writers, readers and artists. May your light shine on for the entire world to bask in and become inspired, for always.
I get asked a lot why do I write poetry? I have to say, it’s soothing, it’s a morsel of calm in my chaotic mind. Words are all I have, and I tweak them, arrange them and move them how I see fit. They are my sanctuary, in this tumultuous life.
~Alexia Purdy
Shadows of Blue
All that I have are words,
I weave them around
And fumble with their essence,
Until they whisper longingly to me,
To tell you this,
The things that I never say out loud,
So that you can know,
And that you can hold within you.
The stories of all I can ever tell you....
And I want to tell you,
The world is a better place
With you in it,
No matter the distance
Or aches we endure,
You are there,
So I can close my eyes peacefully,
And sleep with the comfort
That you exist.
Without you,
A place I would not want.
Without you,
The grey is but the shadow of blue.
Cornered Heart
I met a man, with a heart of stone
It weighed him down, pallid and cold
This heart I saw, he kept locked away
Like buried treasure, a shame to hide
I tried to crack it, reveal its insides
The further I went, the deeper it got
Now confused, is my own heart
As I drown within, the rock he sank
Into my own chest, bitter and cold
The bite of winter,
Wraps me with frost
Frozen hard as ice, yet I emerged
Waiting to give the deadened weight
Of my own rock away
For someone else to melt
Devoured
Do you think of me
When you’re crying
Would you want to be
My only crime
I think that I
Would be the kind
The only one that makes
You change your mind
One kiss stolen
In the night
One I long for
In this slight
What you’re offering
A bitter deal
I wet my lips
A deal to seal
But do you think of me
Now that I’m gone
Never to speak
Of all the wrong
For I still pay
Every hour
For your love
My fate devoured.
Down
I’m still breathing
Though you left me nothing
I’m still reeling
Nothing will save me
Watching the rain fall
Its cool caress steals
My love away
As it makes its way down
I can’t let go
Your iris sits in my mind
The full moon
In my head
I want to run
I want to drown
But I find no strength
Inside my bones
Enough
I’ll hold you in my heart
Until the next embrace
I’ll keep your warmth
Next to my soul
Safe and sound
Until we meet again
I wait patiently
Hoping just to see
You one more time
Though I won’t
Ever say
What I feel
Or what I hold inside
If you ask
I might tell
But you won’t ask
And that’s alright
Because the grip of
Your hand
Tells me plenty
And the smile in your eyes
Let’s me know the truth
Of Everything
Of who you are
For I see you
And you see me
And that is enough
Hard to Breathe
You make it hard to breathe
Make it so hard to see
I want to bring you around
Show you what I’ve found
Come take a walk with me
I promise you won’t bleed
Want to just explore you
I’ll take hold of your hand
Bring a light to your eyes
Stepping across this land
A Light that shouldn’t die
I think that I could know you
If you would let me adore you
Let me into your mind
Wonder just what I’ll find…
Like Water
You make me crave you
Like water
I stand not a chance
To withhold
I have everything for you
To give freely
If only you would take
It all of me
For all of you
A simple trade
A vast exchange
In the grasp of night
Your skin a taste
Your lips in haste
To drown in your scent
A death so sweet
I’d take it in
Its embrace so right
Temporary bliss
Until you leave again
The searing touch
Your soft lips trail
A phantom line
Across my skin
Leaves me nostalgic
Longing once more
Longing
Longing, like a fiery space
In which I tend to lie
I find its arms smoldering
As if I’ve lost my breath
Leaves me lost and cut
Blood-red resonance
Yet I find that I still
Embrace its possession
The wait so long
Infinity waits for me
As the thought of you
Circles my head
Never Be the Same
I know the pieces of
Your tethered heart
Cut me as they call my name
I hear the sweet words
That you say
As I play
Into your game
I’ll never be the same
I see lines of blood
Glisten red
The shards of love that sting of pain
I hope that these
Destructive lies
Release me from
Their restrain
I’ll never be the same
Never Say Such Things…
A bit of you, the l
ast of me
A secret place I do keep
These little things, hidden inside
Buried so to never reap
Of words unsaid, I hide within
A pure sweet misery
And every time, I catch some more
Unrequitedly
I’ll never say such things
No matter what that brings
I’m so in love
I’m so lost inside
Hope you won’t mind
If I stay a while…
I’m fairly sure that these words
Have no regard from you
If you could hear a phrase of mine
An auditory clue
What’s kept inside, I dare not show
For fear you disappear
How long can I encase this heart?
This fever burning sear
‘Til ashes set, cold and doomed
This endless storm within
I do believe a hole now sits
Where once a heart stood in
NOTHING
I want to feel nothing
My destructive escape
But a feelin’ always creeps in
Impossible to evade
I want just one obsession
What would it be about?
If I could look deep into you
What would I rip out?
Do you feel like time avoids you?
Think it wraps around me
Squeezes and holds on tight
Blinds me against all I see
Why so complicated?
It seems to drag me in
Fight as I can and failing
Leaves me lost and longing.
Paralyzed
Are you satisfied
Or are you not?
Are you spun around
And distraught?
Solely petrified
By your touch
Only Lonely
Far too much
Your intensity
Cuts like glass
Thoughts of nothing
In one tight mass
Need to comprehend
What you have said
Knowing too well that
You mess with my head
Slowly manipulated
Twisted and tied
Around your finger
I know I should mind
Know I should now go
But what keeps me here
Paralyzed so?
Sand
I’m sure that you’re looking for
Something a little more secure
But I’m standing here right now
And that seems enough somehow
I’m going to get under your skin
Wanting to make you think
Come here, take my hand
Sit with me on the sand
It’s hard to be ‘the one’
I’d rather not take it on
But you make it simple for me
I will try and believe
Because you are under my skin
Now I’ve stopped to think
I’ve wanted to hold your hand
And sit with you on the sand
Satie
I saw a portrait of a man
Whose thoughts remain unseen
His written words embracing me
He speaks, a voice serene
He writes of times and memories
Like some forgotten lapse
Vivid places surfacing
With every type and tap
Speaks of sights and wonderment
I’ve yet to touch and know
Wish I could accompany
To follow where he goes
Intrigued, I do find myself,
Much to my dismay
To find that I’m so mesmerized
In such disarming ways
I’ll wait a slight, patiently
Until we meet once more
To travel in your written words
An intellectual pour.
Sleep
Evades my inner senses
Breathe
To keep it real
The ticking clicks
The visions trick
The hours pass me by
Trouble
Circles behind my eyes
Torture
My mind instigates
The shadows shift
The silence drifts
The nights pour into me
Wither
Inside my twisted brain
Torment
Miles of spinning
The air turns sour
The restless power
Overtakes this place
Sustenance
You are a dream of a dream
A summer breeze scorching
A dancing memory
You are what the grasses call
When the winter goes awry
You are the sugar sweet
Of what salty lips taste
A beating heart’s sustenance
A dancer’s careful step
No other walks your place
None other can ever make
This landscape’s imagery
Deep inside a thought
Lost amongst the wind
Returning once again
Like the seasons one by one
Down, around, up and out
A star glowing in the night
Upon my wistful mind
So I may dream again.
The Sum of None
Life is all we make it.
It can be empty and barren,
Soulless and vastly aired.
It can be withered, rot,
Broken down, this space.
To be filled with,
Something other.
A finite liquid, spilling,
Nourishing, sweet as honey.
It could be.
A poison, burning.
I’m left bothered,
Stolen and missing.
I was certain I had it,
Maybe it was a lie all along.
A life of something,
Made of nothing.
That seems to remain,
Vast with empty.
Lingering tendrils ,
Holding on to what I made.
Slowly piecing and fusing ,
Shards to make something again.
Cut
What am I to you, amplified?
I can’t see myself reflected
In your eyes
I see the earth before me,
Like a withered place
Only wants to strip me down
And take it all away
I hear somebody calling,
Echoes down this place
I feel the raindrops pouring,
Longing for your face
Thoughts of never again,
Won’t let me see
My shattered tears are running
As they cut in to me
~A. Purdy
My reply to you would be simple, I would tell you that to walk away is noble, to stand your ground is harsh, to say that we are anything but leaves and whispers in the wind are a fool’s notion that the heart beats for anything else besides itself. We are the reflections of the stars in the moonless sky, the darkened parts of our minds are void less like any playground and but yet we still mend our broken wings to fly again.
~ B. Daniels
Whisper
Heat of breath
Silk of lips
Touch of skin
And fingertips
Caress of want
Engulfed in lust
Give and take
Into us
A whisper sweet
Words that burn
Red of mark
Left to discern
Taste of flesh
Salty wants
Disarming look
Invited taunt
Satiated sigh
Heart beat slows
Dreams now still
Night wind flows
A Temporary Death
Within this temporary death
The reeds follow the wind
Grassy waves tap at my skin
I found a pool of liquid life
And sank my heart inside
Letting it sink into its depth
Until it was no more
Yet I can still hear its pulse
Vibrating the surface
Like a tumbling wake
That calls back to me
As I walked away.
Wait For It
I wonder how long it will take
Before you run away
Any moment coming now
I’ve known of such a day
I offer only words
Where none should ever tread
These spoken from within
Ones I’ve never said
The future’s here
A place I loathe
I watch the clock
As time unfolds
Taking stock
Of thoughts within
Hoping you might
Want to take them in.
Whispers of Dreams
(A Poetic Collection)
By
Alexia Purdy
Thorns
I remember flowers,
Where only thorns grow now.
Of placid times, where only rhymes,
Would ever run afoul.
For your face, like a grace,
Which never came to me.
Simple splinter, now embedded
In my memory.
Broken Wing
There is nothing like a broken wing,
To fail you in a flight.
And nothing like the pain it brings,
That robs your sleep at night.
Yet birds, no pity, for themselves feel,
When lying next to death.
Not one tear do they shed,
While losing their last breath.
While I Wait…
Fate,
So sensitive to every move we sway.
Love,
So fragile to every word we say.
Time,
A fire that consumes the day.
And hate,
Swallows us in for pay.
Life,
Can you feel me washing away?
And Death,
So certain that you will stay.
Hope,
So compressed in the faraway.
But Me,
I guess I’ll be okay.
No Pain
I see your face,
In every place.
A lingering memory,
Like a poltergeist.
Never allows me peace,
Never let’s go.
I can hear your voice,
Still lingering in my ear.
Never lets me hear,
Anything else.
Your scent all over the room,
Like an embedded thorn,
Which never comes out.
I can’t remember,
When there was no pain.
A Lonesome Place
I find your heart a lonesome place
Engulfed within a fruitless waste
The pulse of a thousand cells
Left loneliness inside your hell
Dark, dank and rancid sick
Lost a heartbeat silver quick
Danced once more in turbulence
Fractured love’s impetulance
Escape’s my only thought of late
Fear and hope initiates
Down the hall of loathsome doom
Out the door to shining moon
To breathe again the air and light
Shaking off this cloak of night
Waters Deep
You're the heat of summer
In winter's embrace...
The life force
In the night of death
My heart that beats
In my chest
The crimson blood
Streaming in my veins
You are like breath
In waters deep