Sunday, February 1, 2015

i am gasoline


Published on Poems and Poetry 








reassemble
my
thought
with visions and goals
dreams and ideals
a sustainable life

something more
than this
current
societal
existence

rejuvenate
my
body
arms
splayed

outstretched
before you
your feast
my mouth
your escape
my holy altar
your salvation

regenerate
my
blood
so that it
brings me
sweet breath
open your mouth wide,
dear


allow it to flow
into your own
be a shining white beacon 
of hope
be all of this and more
for me, you, us

this most divine union
of souls
is meant
to change

everything 


let us rejoice
and bring them all
back home
to the land
the silt
the rich green grass
emerald
the climbing vines
and meadows
the cool deep streams
and the air we breathe


oh, so pure
the ether

let us bring it all
together
again

let us set fire to the sky
awaken oceans
raging, angry


let us call thunder
alerting the Earth
to shiver and quake
like my thighs
alabaster
like your deep rich eyes
boring down upon me now
like the volcanic rumbling
of every tired human voice


let us torch ourselves
this world must be reborn

i am gasoline
and you are my match

let us awaken the angels
so their choirs are heard
in all worlds
divine

like when we first met
a hazy rendition
of tidal waves
and dolphins dancing

ecstatic



© Susan Marie 
Artwork © Mark Reginald 


Monday, January 26, 2015

Helping The Community: Buffalo, New York





On March 4, 2015 Trinity Church on Delaware will be holding a silent/live auction 5:30pm to 8pm at the church. Susan Hughes and Joe Silvestri are co-chairs. 

Joe asked me to donate one book of my poetry, of course I will.

Trinity relies on the fundraisers for their out reach programs such as:


I am reaching out to all of you to see if you may be interested in helping too! I am sure anything that can be live auctioned is fine.

If you have any questions, contact: 


Thank you, if you can help and if not, that is okay too!

Peace.



Sunday, January 25, 2015

And The Gods Smiled


Published on "For Much Deliberation"








imagine another human soul
crawling beneath your skin
gently guiding
each other
to perfect
divine
convergence
realization
culmination


destiny

black and white
does not exist
in this realm
manifested,
only kaleidoscopes of spectrums,
inconceivable


imagine all defenses dropped
like a first rain
descending upon
crowns of daffodils and daises
and all the dirt and dust
of the alternate reality,
cleansed


like diving face first
into oceans
of driftwood


only to float
upon stillwater


and rest
wasted and serene


ashore

oh,
so irresistibly

holy


© Susan Marie

Thursday, January 15, 2015

MLK: Voice For The Voiceless







I will always follow the philosophy of this man, one who stood for all of us and had a gift of bringing ALL people together with a rational mind, heart and spirit in the name of peace. 

Dr. King was a man racked with doubt, not without flaws, a man who questioned why he had been chosen for such a task - leading people to freedom, healing the wounds of a nation.  

And yet he led a nation. 



Through words he gave voice to the voiceless. Through action he gave courage to the faint of heart. Through vision, determination, and faith in the power of love, he endured arrest, the loneliness of a prison cell, constant threats to his life, until he finally inspired a nation to transform itself.






Martin Luther King Jr. was born on January 15, 1929, in Atlanta, Georgia. King was a Baptist minister and civil-rights activist.

King headed the SCLC and was a forerunner in ending segregation of African-American citizens in the South.  The creation of the Civil Rights Act of 1964 and the Voting Rights Act of 1965 are in direct relation to the perseverance of Martin Luther King, Jr.



King received the Nobel Peace Prize in 1964 and was assassinated in 1968.