Floating through time and space,

Like a feather lost in wake and in Dreams,

I, the imaginary, beautiful, almost ballerina make the dark days sing;

Floating, dancing, flawlessly between the music, and the words,

Living the artist’s way;

Spinning Love and Magick and Truth with reckless abandon…

Defying Fate and fabricating my Faith to fool even my own disbelief;

Embracing with Grace all that I face,

Desperately trying to treasure one moment- The Moment.

But moments and treasures are rare;

And Time holds the key to my steps…

And what is a step? but a part of the Dream?

Which the Dancer controls through her Art;

Twirling, leaping, bending, spinning, screaming, falling, down-

Perfecting the story- she dances stubbornly on,

Escaping all rhyme or reason,

She keeps her eyes closed, and her heart focused on the stage;

Believing nothing-

And re-becoming the Dancing Intellectual she’s always been.

-Spellerella.

 

 

 

In case you were wondering, you are like a sunset to me..

You’re all kinds of beautiful as you end my day..

And you sweetly retire as the stars chase you away….

Naked tree—
With pious branches extended high
Like human arms
Making a sacred offering to Heaven.

Evil black bird
Perched high in its crown
Its eyes
A window for sin.

-Spellerella

 

An esoteric girl sits in melancholy solitaire

Her long, soft, dark hair

Draped dramatically over her shoulder,
Disappearing into her dark sweater
Obscured almost entirely
By the dark shadows of the forest
Its lush green floor, swallowing up her feet.

Behind her, is an explosion,
Of pink,-yellow-purple hues
They blend themselves expertly
Into a flawless portrait of a celestial sky.
These blazing lights from above
Produce infinite, miniscule flames
That dance on the water’s surface.
Meandering endless, wild fire,
Coming to a halting stop

Divided by the dark, ominous forest,
And the definite dark, line of the edge of the earth.
In silhouette she stares,
Her stature frozen;
To hear the sound of silence-
To watch for her dream.

–Stephanie Diane Labbate

 

Alone in the dark for so long!
Careful to never show my heart to You or anyone who knew You
I walked down every path of my own making
I turned from the light and from Your awesome love.
My heart was filled with terrible fear-
I saw You and heard You inside my dreams.
I cowered behind the lies I told myself were Truth.
I lived outside of Faith-
I drugged myself into heavy sleep..
I was -blind-deaf-dumb.
I suffered, doubted, questioned, and cried out in Despair!
And then you sent an angel into my life–
You coaxed me from the dark!
You challenged me to sift through the ashes
To piece together the scattered remnants of my Faith
And there, underneath much madness and disarray,
A sparkle, a glint, of next to nothingness,
I saw there was some HOPE!
And now it lives in me, it grows, as do You!
Filling up my heart with joy.
Though there must be many angels in our Father’s Heaven,
Yours gave an unexpected gift to me–
A second chance to walk with You
And footprints on my heart.

-Spellerella