Frozen Lakes, Be Mine

Today is the day

I rise in swiftness

With a glaring purpose

Slide across the lovely stream that is solid

Frozen lakes, be mine, be always

This time, again I am a child

Hear the bells that make way

For the horses that pull snow away

Let’s collect the images of the shoe marks
Lucky and cheery may we become

Make a memory, this time of year

It’s magical, for you, for me

It’s a sudden kingdom of white

Twelve words, twelve moods, twelve months

I will see you here again, frozen still

Smiling holding a branch in your hand

Rolling the snow into large mounts

Use a carrot and a cone don’t forget

To make a nose, a mouth, so the smile

Greets everyone who passes by

Today I remember that frozen lakes

Are as alive as we all are, creating a protective layer

So we can all stop and enjoy the moment

Today I rise into every winter of my life

See the plane of white?

Come and share this time

You too, little one,

I see your antlers have not grown in

Once you slide over a frozen lake

You’ll realize the beauty in what stands still

Tall and white today and here on out

Frozen lakes, be mine, be always.

Snowy Ghost

A couple of nights before Hollow’s Eve

A snowstorm swept through the streets

I don’t know who you are in this life

Or what your scent conveys to me

Perhaps the lightness of a freshly brewed white tea

Very clearly I see the pearly whites

Shining like the fresh dew on a summer morning’s grass

I see you smile, over and over

I hear you laugh with a full heart.

Through this crazed October weather

Through the falling of the snowflakes

Weeks and weeks earlier than they are welcomed

Down on me

They say it’s a rarity

The sleet swooshes under my feet

I look up into the crowns of the trees

Their heavy branches, making a plea

Those lovely trees that line down my street

And while observing it dawns

It’s as if all might came down

Through the snow and thunder

I can see you smile.

10.30.11

I Married You In My Sleep

Even though you’re worlds away

I must inform you today

The day we parted I married you in my sleep

Walking on snow, like on water, following

The Sami people around the Arctic Circle

Reindeer in tow, the most beautiful place on earth

Platinum white hair is everywhere, snow on the ground

I squeeze in between two warm animal bodies

I married you in my sleep

This time of year when the snow falls even here

I think of you not seeing the fluffy heaven petals

Dancing on your hand, disappearing into a twist,

Water drops till they evaporate

Kind of like you in the morning of every new day

I married you in my sleep

How different it all seems to be

Our worlds, our realities

Yours a full day ahead of mine,

But I have all I could ever need

I married you in my sleep

Like a feather on the floor

Swept with one motion of a broom

Just to escape it

Since the motion of the brush gives it

Power, wings of flight

My heart has played its latest trick

No ifs and buts, you are always with me

So why the cruel joke

Instead of bedding my dreams

I keep my insomnia company

The day we parted
I married you in my sleep.

10.29.11

The Silent Warrior

You remind me of the spring wind

Moving the tree tops, weaving a dance of life

You are like the summer rain

Moving at an constant that is still

Your scent – it claims the room

When you inhabit it, they all

Feel your presence, even though evanescent 

Gently you lay down your laws of charity

I speak for a majority when I say

The depths of you most will

Never have the pleasure of knowing

You win battles by wit-full intelligence

Which affords you splashes of silver

And rainbows of gold

You walk slowly but tall and steady,

In every measure

It’s as if following a Queen’s procession

During a yearly parade

Carrying a fire in your soul

One that feeds many

Like a sunflower always following the sun

You are water and earth

Strong yet pliable and ever nourishing

You remind me of a mountain sage

For lessons leave your lips so often, and patiently

Today I honor the warrior within you

For I can see a battle approaching,

As always you will bravely face it

With unwavering courage and immense endurance

And limitless love that knows the far horizon

Yet looks down at the road and keeps walking

You are like the wind, swaying the treetops

Uniting them in the dance of life.

Written for my Latong, Rowena on her birthday 2011, 30^th of September.

My God Is My Vow (Lillian)

Today I have walked into the horizon

Following God, my vow and my path

Tomorrow I’ll lay my head and rest,

One final time

With my flame burning out, I spare you my words

My God is my vow, and it’ll always be

Come to sit with me for an eve, for a moment

And I send you to another sphere,

Forgive me, let me go and remember me

In kind, I will know you for everything

As I know you today, you shall be with me

Forever.
My God is my vow, and you my son, are my prayer.

For Lonnie as his mother passed and was laid to rest on 9/15/11

When Tomorrow Doesn't Have a Face

As a rainbow through a cloud
today you know my voice
my face remains
a mystery
walking and talking by the sea
shan't be
I am the melon and you are the seed
one after the other a whole but never
side by side
first you and then I
tracing the steps of one another
Colors through darkness of a cave
I write on the wall in the dungeon
and you etch shortly after
when tomorrow doesn't have a face

8.3.11 by LT

ICE & LAND

The minute you step on its soil, you submit to this land

The land of volcanoes and lava fields

To the past I see the mighty Vikings arriving, prospecting their futures

From the East I watch the clouds floating lively,

To the West I see vast waters, no longer ice

Full of sea creatures and life, abundance

Come trek with me during a white night

Your eyes will remain glued open with beauty

You will desire nothing but the chance to run your hands

Through the smoke rising out of the hot grounds

As if they are the underground trolls whispering,

Come and lay in our waters, heal your soul

Your past will come undone, by a simple bath

Join the rest of the nomads, the worker bees of the underground

Forever you will know this stream,

Your mind hosting the images, your body will code the muscles with the warmth

And twitches and utter elation of submerging into nature’s most powerful of giants

You experienced in one night, in a life

I can’t relay this feeling clearer, I’d be screaming

Not even the crystal ball of the witches

Can show you this beauty in all its glory

For this land I reckon is heaven on earth and beyond

With its treeless landscape, green and black rugged rock peaks

Silver streams and blue eyes souls

Come all, come none

This place will not ask for a visit, by if you do chance a voyage

Its hold on you will not steer,           

This is mighty clear

So I say to the people of Ice and Land, Land and Ice

Hot waters and beautiful valleys

Guard this treasure, for it’s guarded you for 12 centuries

To the southeast glaciers adorn your boarders

It is they that encapsulate you

Water aged thousands of years, isn’t water the only endless spirit that

Embodies it all at once?

The puffin birds in clouds guard you to the northwest

And the sea lions form a coastal guard

You usher it day-to-day life

When in my eyes, you move in a dream,

Unnoticed by generations

May the dreams deem endless

The land of ice I prepare an ode to you,

Your infinite quietude will ring in my ears for years to come

I open my arms in hopes you’ll appear again and

Once more I stand between a dream and realness

To you I surrender, never forgetting the clinching of the ice and land spell

Beauty and grace, etched in my heart.

July 2011, to the lands of Iceland and its people.

©Lucie Teichmann

REVENGE

Last night I laid with another

To forget your silky hands

To feel alive again

Must you occupy my insides as well as my outsides?

And the result

I think I remember you now, more vividly than I did

Before this revengeful night

The eraser ceased working creating a black hole on the paper

Building a pulsating mark, that could not be removed

Other than by fire

Burn baby burn

From my mind, from my soul

All the sensations I know to be mine

Do not penetrate my surface

Last night I laid with another

The consequence you needn’t ponder

Revenge is yours only.

6.1.11 edited 6.19.11

The Bird Is Out Of The Cage

Your feeling of freely flying over the evergreens

Has been dormant for ages, I’ve lost count, truly

The sadness in your eyes has not completely vanished,

Throughout the years, a decade passed

What’s sitting on a violin’s cords

While it’s cased in, waiting for the fingers to wake it

And allow the beautiful sound to permeate its surroundings

I wonder and try to imagine

I see not much past the dust - I ask will you sing again?

One beautiful spring night on the garden patio

A small bunch of human souls

Share wine, stories and songs from the old country

And then a miracle saturates the air

The bird’s throat is wide open, filled with a song and

Buttered with sound

The bird is out of the cage

No one knows and no one can tell

How this came to be, not a single question is posed

The enormous gift is accepted by all present

And the bird keeps singing

The steel has been lifted of its chest, door to the cage

Unforgettable flight, this very night

The bird is out of the cage.

The bird is out of the cage.

For one of the greatest woman I know, my mother in celebration of her voice returning.

June 19, 2011

FACE-OFF

 

So you think I will bow down

To your white colossal mountain

I shan’t even twitch, let alone move an inch

Allow me this

For I say when, if, how, and why

I see you

I hear you

I feel you

Would I lie if I say I want none of what you got

Not in the least of bits

I won’t lie at your crooked feet

For you are the ultimate invader

You musky penetrator of my cheek

And so no will of mine

Will result in your hostile embrace

Kindly take your vulgarity and oppression

To the next eager victim

Not this day

Not tomorrow’s eve

Will you see me in chills

Nor walk away, I’ll stay here

If I shall become faceless

Then it is my time and your deed.

For Tim.

6.17.11