What if you were born with a broken heart? What would you do with it? Try piecing it back together? Searching for someone else to complete it? Ask for a god to take it all away? My journey as a poet and philosopher is not to try and heal or repair the cracks in my heart, but to entice the cracks to give up their secrets. My name is Ptahmassu Nofra-Uaa, and I invite you in to fill up on all the things gushing out from the doorway to my heart.
WARNING
WARNING: This blog is intended for mature readers only. It's contents include adult themes such as sexuality, homosexuality, rape and violence, which may be inappropriate or offensive for some viewers.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Icarus
Did you carry my kiss
With you?
A crown of light
Haloed your fine brow
Hard lines framing soft skin
To touch
I put my heart in
And watched my blood boil
Is there a way
Within you
To cool my wayward desire?
To love you
Is like touching a flower
Whose most beautiful petals
Fall to the ground
I take them up
One by one in my fingers
My lips poised
To catch you
As you shudder in release
How I long to be there
When you fall, like Roma fell
When you triumph
As presidents and kings triumph
But loss
Is the hard edge
Of your sword
Felt too swiftly
Before I garnished satisfaction
My eyes unwrapped you
Stripped you bare
In your glory
Like the midday sun
Captured in a glossy blue canvas
I tasted the air
Pretending it was your skin
Did you carry my embrace
With you?
You stand so proud
Commanding even the free birds
In the clouds
As you could command me
While your fear holds you back
Inflaming my desire
I reached too high
And fell back down
Into the mortal earth
Icarus became me
And I became a fool
Ensconced in my passions
The sun incinerated
My ambitious wings
Tempted my ego
For all the beautiful things
Far outside my grasp
Did you carry my mortality
With you?
I thought to become a god
So carried myself above
The mountains
Where the shifting sand
Could not burn me
A tender wind caressed me
Promising a deeper communion
I held fast to my vanity
A reflection in water
Enticing me to draw near
How hard the fall
Beneath the deceptive surface
Did you carry my ambition
With you?
I fell through the air
Cut to ribbons
On your airy tongue
Such things you say
To burn my feathers
Beyond repair
To bring my vanity
Crashing down
Heavens cannot hold me
The earth will not receive
My singed countenance
Without regret
I fall much further still
Back down into you
Of air
And my heart's desire
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Friday, March 20, 2015
Spell For Summoning the Wind
Sky, I am married to you
Coming as lover and lord
My direction becomes your direction
To change at a whim, my whim
As I am the creator of all
That ails you
Am the cure, the cause
And the remedy
Of your storms
Seeking a peaceful cove
To shatter upon its stalwart rocks
With your terror from the deep
Do not hold back
Or hesitate to tear open
The sky
Where the gold-crowned sun
Once reigned
You now are sovereign master
Like my heart, a master
Over those who oppose
My desire
I inspire the rages of love
And pangs of heartache
From separation
My heart calling
Demanding recompense
I am the four-winged one
Standing above
An eagle's wings and talons
My fierce attributes
From which resistance
Shrinks fast
I crown mountains
All you peaks kissed by
The purple night
Cracking at my command
Bowing to the rule
Of my hot heart
Wind, I am coupled with you
Coming as your lover and climax
Wet, wrapped in the fragrant dew
That precedes the dawn
My coming has been foretold to you
My body intertwined with
Your invisible nature
I dazzle the flesh
And inspire terror in the heart
Let me become your whirls and swoops
Hissing through the lonely landscape
Where history predominates
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Beyond the Beyond
The desert plains and mountains surrounding West Wendover, Nevada/ Photo by the author |
Take my body
Alone with you
Into the empty spaces
Beyond life
I hear this calling
To my heart
From beyond the beyond
Where shadows and specters
Haunt time
Passing the hours and days
Without even a spell of light
Take my broken body
Alone with you
Awakened by your arms
That life may abide once more
In this sculpture
Of flesh and blood
What artist could have dreamed
Of my colors and textures?
Somewhere beyond the beyond
I will be renewed
In another form surpassing
All the ephemeral forms
I have ever taken
Will you remember me
As I once was
Naked and wet
Hugging your skin tight?
Or will my new body
Carry you away
Into new memories
Of skin, flesh and heart
Never had before?
Take my willing body
Down with you
Into the depths
Far beyond the temporary
Garments
Clinging to all
These beautiful people
Holding on tight
To what inevitably flees them
I do not cling to them
But put my trust
In the steadfast presence
Sheltering me in you
I touch the sky
Before I fade
But only to the eyes
Of little men
Who fall when their beauty
Falls
Who lose hope when
Their wealth loses vigor
I have never put faith
In these disintegrating things
Whose reflections, like a mirror,
Change and disappear with time
But your face remains
Constant in my gaze
Striking like a sunset
Reflected crimson and gold
Across scintillating waters
The light finds my eyes
Filling them with life
Cascading from your fire
My heart finds solace
Where your footfall
Draws ever near
Removing the shadow of doubt
Plaguing my reason
What reason is there in love?
What logic can follow
Such folly as that?
To believe in a beyond
The beyond
A life coming into being
From the seed of death
Such is the inspiration
You light
With the fire
Of your constant body
That an eternal beyond
Seems logical
Defeats all illusion
Calls me down
Into the luxury of your arms
Take my body
Alone with you
Before their reason
Descends to tear us apart
Their 'God', I promise you,
Is an idol our love has
Thrown out
And our light has replaced 'Him'
As a beacon of the heart
Beyond the beyond
Beyond 'His' chains
Beyond 'His' jealous possessions
Beyond 'His' inscriptions
And injunctions
We embrace the embrace
Beyond the body that
Disintegrates
Take my body
Never alone, with you
Deep down into the empty spaces
Where there is a voice
For love
Speaking powerfully
Within the silence
Beyond
Saturday, March 14, 2015
Emerald Canopy
Moss covered rocks and Fall leaves decorate Galina Creek Park in Reno, Nevada/ Photo by the author |
I risked a walk
In the garden
Virgin fruit trees
Blushing with their first blooms
An open path
Welcoming
With desire I moved in
Beneath a canopy
Of emerald
The scent of the earth
Drew me down
Down, down
Green liquor
Assailed my senses
Mesmerized my intellect
Until I was prepared
To be taken
Fully in
When you came inside me
Beneath that emerald canopy
Satin finish, the dew
On your skin
Setting my mouth alight
Biting my yielding heart
Into submission
How I still longed
For more
I brought down
The clouds
Upon us
Moving together
Without time
Without constraints
But for your arms
Firm around me
Your body
Firm inside me
Making the dew
I would taste you
Long after your departure
Bruised fruit
Once blushing, once virgin
Moved through
Your fervent hands
So anxious
For diamond droplets
Salting your tongue
With the offering
Of my thighs
Was that a martin
Calling
Chirp, chirp
Into the Summer sky?
Or was that his laughter
My passion's follies
Brought out clear
Into the hot breath
Of the sun
I blush to think
How quickly I came
Under that emerald canopy
Where blushing petals
Held onto the morning dew
But I, Never fresh again
Never innocent, shining
My skin, decorated
With bites and kisses
Found its way back
Into seclusion
I left your garden behind
But with regret
Tried to become a virgin
Again
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Where Else Could I Belong?
The pyramidal desert peaks of West Wendover, Nevada/ Photo by the author |
(S, one isn't all there is)
I scrambled
Over the rocks
Digging into my flesh
Lit from within
By a sacral fire
Carrying the Spirits with me
Bleeding on the open earth
Parched, yet believing in love
Where else could I go?
Mysteries
I made a fine coat of you
To enfold me from the storms
Mother, you forgot
To wrap me up
As mothers wrap
Their children tight
But father stripped me
Your god left me out
In the tide
Washing cold over my bones
Exposed
Where else could I go?
Midnight came
Black brocade
Enthused with gilded threads
Of starlight
Generations of stars
Burning, burned out
Rising and falling down
Through the Ether
Where else could they go?
Did I become
A prophet
For our family story
Carrying with me
Father's transgressions
Mother's weaknesses
I pity both
Harbor no vengeance
For I have given them over
As an offering
To the sky
Where else could I give them?
I raged like a wounded animal
Stripped of its claws
Lovers were my fodder
Undressing them one by one
Stripping them of their frailties
One by one
I left behind me
A trail of water
In the burning and open
Desert
What else could I have left
Behind me?
I came
To your shrine
Open with offerings
Carrying my heart
In my hand
On fire and stripped
Naked
Without peers
Without family or tribe
The drum of your spirit
Sounded a regular beat
Through me
Dancing, whirling
A hand towards heaven
Fingers towards the earth
Your soil
Your fragrance
Your knowledge
Planted like a seed
In the empty soil
I became your devotee
What else could I become?
Fresh from your kiss
I gathered the water
I had left behind me
I nourished thirst
And fed the hungry spirits
All belong to me
I belong to all of them
There is not one
Never one
Not one god, not one heart
Single or demanding
Only the All
Where else could I belong?
A Doorway To My Heart
Natural cave-like formations in West Wendover, Nevada/ Photo by the author |
Alone in a desert land
Not abandoned
Not left for dead
Yet finding solitude
In a barren land
Tucked high in the bosom
Of ruddy cliffs
Piercing the flank
Of a turquoise sky
Cloudless
The sky drifts by
My eyes
Drinking, drinking
Drinking deeply
Of the turquoise fountain
Flowing above my head
Security waits
Even in lonely valleys
Where rams rut
And bleached bones
Tell a tale of life's fragile struggle
I find a purpose
For life to continue
Far outside the temporary veil
Of mortal existence
This is a doorway to my heart
Worn into the ancient rock
Where my ancient memories
Wait
Clad in the ages
Of lives lived before
This body came into
My mother's womb
My real mother is above
Stretched out in Her turquoise body
Kissed by the shards of sharp sunlight
Tumbling down
Over the empty landscape
There is a doorway to my heart
Where one finds a portal
Into the spectral world
A ladder to heaven
The doors of the sky
Sheltered by monoliths
Raising the hot earth
Skyward
Up and into the etheric vastness
You cannot help
But make pilgrimage here
To the place where my heart
Has hallowed a shrine
To the near-forgotten Gods
But Their voices linger
Here where the one gives way
To the Ones who went before him
Their spirit lights
Calling down lightning
Given from a bare sky
Heaven calls from above
Earth makes love to my feet
And open up
Before me
At the doorway to my heart
I leave behind
All I thought I knew
And give way to
The company of spirits
Who, in silence, bestow
The Wisdom of millions of years
My real father is below
My feet firm planted
In his sacral history
His battles
His deaths
His resurrection
I gather up his bones
And call him to my counsel
At the doorway to my heart
Where the Ancestors
Make quiet pilgrimage
To speak without language
To initiate without action
Gratefully I receive
The spectral lights
Emerging from darkness
Where every seed grows
Before it flourishes
In the Light
And I too came from darkness
Into the world of light
From between my sacred mother's thighs
Like the sun
In the rosy mantle
Of the dawn sky
Renewed beyond death
If you travel here
To meet me
You must give up
All that you thought you knew
To enter the sacred portal
Burrowed deep
In the desert shrine
Where the Ancestors
traverse
To make communion
With their kin
Hear the drum
The awesome heights
Of my heart
Secreted in the ruddy mountains
Where a trail of light
Moves like quicksilver
Through a lens of spirit
Cutting through flesh
This is where I meet you
Again
This is where
You pick up the pieces
And love again
This is where
We begin again
Here at the doorway to my heart
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Spell For Raising the Dead
A child's tombstone in the historic mining town of Bodie, California/ Photo by the author |
Come, o voice I have loved
Let me hear you again
For I am the worthy listener
Clad in the dawn
Possessor of the spectral light
Come, fine notes
Heralding the rising sun
Warming your bones
Surpassing the cold earth
Slumber, I will have no more of you
When the swallows return
When the conversation of morning
Puts a swift end to silence
Music unbound, I am your composer
Lover in my youth, hear again
The music my heart has woven
Come, flesh
Renew your vigor
Let me touch you
With the quickly approaching
Dawn
Jasmine, whose dew-embraced petals
Caress my nose
Whose senses are alive
Beneath my hard moving body
I summon you to please
To touch
To invigorate
Your renewal is felt by the bees
Returning to gather
By the sun
Enticed to shed its grace
By the earth
Clad in green stems
And wild carpets of lavender
By this lover
Whose skin, both hard and soft,
Is waiting to be filled
Come, sun
Come fragrant morning light
And dappled mountains
Rising with tender illumination
Whose shadows are long departing
I summon your resilience
Your strength
As the power of arms
Encircling the resurrected child
Of the sun
Come, lips
On a silent morning
You break the stillness
Of my heart
Because silence is momentary
But you are an infinite melody
Harmonizing on the dawn's northern breeze
There in the north
Your voice is quick
Like the sails of ships
Returning
Your face in the east
Tied to the glory
Of the rising sun
Come, dew
Falling on my thighs
Dappling my navel
Stroking my back
Opening my lips
Kissing, kissing
Setting fire to the secret places
Of my heart's desire
You know no rest
In the confines of the earth's
Darkness
You know no solitude
No gestation
No confinement
I will not have you
For my passions are quick
Lit by a flame of Eternal source
And impotence, I know not your name
Nor feel you in my blood
Come, youth
Softness again
A rosy light flushing
Skin soft to the touch
Upon whose sentiment
My tender touches play
I cannot abide you
To languish in the earth
For the sun refuses
To set forever
And he knows
His return is imminent
I will capture
His illumination
On my face
My eyes will blaze
In the splendor
Of an eastern fire
Sleep, I deny you
Rest, you are unknown to the excitement
Coursing through my hungry veins
Earth, I alight
Upon your weary mountains
Injecting new vigor
Red hot touches
From the tips of my fingers
Lips that speak in melodies
Haunting
I am your benefactor
Come back, o beauty mine
I receive you
As the earth has received you
But heaven cannot have you
Earth cannot hold you
Nor gods possess your soul
As I do now
Come, and listen
Lover of my youth
Hear again
The music my heart has woven
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