Seek, Rise.

 
You seek from
where you are

You see from that level,
know no higher than your own

You cannot go higher
for it is farther still

You cannot yet know for
it is beyond your understanding

Lower? Yes,
but too simple

Lower, my darling,
is most unfortunate

But rise higher,
above where you were!

Rising higher takes more,
an anointing of the heart

So, rise, darling, rise!
Long for a new anointing!

For you cannot know, or love
'less your heart has been taught

Love far, and farther
than you yet know

You cannot attract
more than what you are

So love, know, grow,
see what your heart becomes

Then watch those who come,
watch those reflections of your heart

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2009

Dear Mr. President,

Dear Mr. President,
We won't stand for this.
If you sign that treaty,
you rob me of my future.
you rob this world of what good there is.
It's too soon.

Please watch this video! Spread the world! Please do NOT let this happen.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMe5dOgbu40&feature=player_embedded

What Do You Do?

What do you do
when you begin
to want that which
you don't want?

What do you do
when you desire
that which you did not,
should not want?

What do you do
when you crave
what no longer is?
thought could not be?

-when your heart beats
for something that
no longer does the same?
one no longer in tandem?

What do you do
when another tear falls
after you thought, knew,
you had shed every hurt?

What do you do?

What can you do?

What more is left?

What more will come?

What do you do
when your heart
has loved so much
and lost too much?

What can you do
when your heart
is broken and mended,
but is threatened again?

What do you do
when you begin
to want that which
you thought cannot be...

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2009

Loss

Loss of love
so overwhelming
one feels,
the heart shall break

Loss of a loved one,
so painful
one feels, with our pain
the world should shake

Loss of your Self,
the greatest loss yet,
a most painful burden,
that lonely, abandoned ache

Loss of faith
a hopeless loss
hard to regain
impossible to fake

Loss of life
a pain so bleak
as we see a pale face
we only hope will wake

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2009

The Lady

 
To be a lady
there is a certain eloquence
yes, to be found
but mostly, to be honed
and ever perfected

To stand tall,
head held high
is not a practice
but a habit,
an extension of self

To be graceful
is not a means
by which to gain
but a manner
in which to behave

To be lovely
is not to be crass
but to be well spoken,
well behaved,
and show class

To be attractive
is to be modest,
not to wear
short skirts
and too-revealing shirts
 

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2009

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Sparkling Memories

 
Laying in sleep
sweet sleep it was
I heard a song
the song from your lips
your fingers on the frets

I missed the sound
of your voice,
the scents I recall
of my acrylic paints
For us, life had just begun

I missed the dance
when you, with a glance
would take me
by the hand,
sweep me off my feet

The low light of the room
the smell of your cologne
you smelled as sweet
as champagne,
though we only had mojito

I missed you,
flashing your uneven grin,
your white button-down shirt
and all the cutest ways
you used to flirt

I'm sad it ended so
But memories still sparkle
Now I paint for life and love
I dance for joy, and every new day
brings new, fuller life and breath

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2009