There is no journey more telling,
No trip more fulfilling,
Than the introspection of Self,
To discover that which truly lies Within……..
I am the Desert Rose
I reside deep within this woman
Delicate and special I go unnoticed
Lies, disappointments and abuse
These are my sand, my sun , my drought
In the great expanse of the desert I am lost
Blind , they neither see me nor sense me
These petals now wilted and scattered
Scars which run deep within her
Waiting for one who will find me
Petals, once beautiful and full of splendor
Perfume , mystical , bewitching , unique
No pricking thorns, I the sublime bloom resonate
Sure of what she has to offer, of her worth
I wait patiently for the adventurous traveler
He, who will risk all he has to give
Who will finally discover the Rose of the Desert
Love, tenderness, understanding revive me
For they are my life , my source , my redeeming rain
They feed me , refresh me, fill me with life
Do you know who I am ?…………. I am her heart, I am her soul.
N.Cortes / Desert Rose 2007
Here I will place my attempts at poetry and creative writing. I do not claim them to be good , I just claim them to be mine :)
I have been told on many occasions that I have a way with words. I do not consider myself a wordsmith nor can I craft delightful stories that capture the imagination. Yet I have had a love affair with the written word since I can remember. Reading has always been a passion and I dabble in poetry from time to time. Unfortunately for me the poems I did have were stored on a computer and having had a minimal understanding of the workings of a personal computer at the time. Not to mention the possibility that it could die without a moments notice taking my work with it. Yes…..that is exactly what happened. All lost to that dark abyss known as cyberspace never to be seen again.
Life has gotten complicated since then and I truly have not had much time to sit and contemplate long enough to allow the creativity to flow. Yes , I know what you are thinking: But she has the time to post all these articles. Yes I do , however I relay the information and make it available . Beyond reading them to make sure they convey the message that I want to send. I truly do not have to think beyond the obvious. Just read and pass it on . So you see it was the lazy way out for a desire that needed to be fulfilled. Writing and creating with the written word. The responsibilities of motherhood and survival have taken a front row seat. Leaving the creative and fantastical musings of my imagination to take a backseat. Somewhat of a backseat driver at times albeit not in control and summarily banished to the recesses of my inner child to wait patiently until I let it out to play.
Perhaps it is time she was allowed out to play and frolic about in the sun and fresh air? Perhaps it has been too long and she has forgotten how? Time will tell. I do not promise that they will be good. I simply promise they they will be mine :)
More to come soon I hope!