Idea Collector
Naomi Bonfanti
© 2011 Naomi Bonfanti
Published at Smashwords
God knows everything I don’t know, and this is the only knowledge I need
a world under the sea admitting only those who can swim
let my lyrics be your intellect and my rhythm be your fin
most imaginative of beings can make a pathway to this planet
God created and I ran it
Reflections
You see a reflection of a
reflection
So you’re sure somewhere the source exists
Is the reflection skewed, from when the reflector grabs it
To when it’s sent to your iris?
If you follow each image, will you find yourself
Reaching heaven, or trapped in a black abyss?
Are you led by faith
Or is your imagination materializing a wish?
It’s a reflection of a
reflection
and you’re sure
Somewhere the source exists
Go find if it’s a new life
Or death, with its very kiss
Alive Round
The sole- relentless
To end this and break
Down the door’s lock
Neighbors feared the home was vacant
Spray paint black
Window’s glass – hides secrets
Devil-damned dwelling
Haunted – futile selling
Apparent worthlessness
As musicianless sheet notes, yet
As fictitious anecdotes
Intrigue will never perish
Then, fire, not foreseen nor contained
Singed what remained; charred structure
Haunted hell, home of horror
Released, dissolved, remembered no further
Once, a building of doubt, your doubt
Doubt one wouldn’t leave you
Doubt you could raise me
Held me captive – once past;
me: a weapon of shattering glass
One birth
One bullet
One beginning
No end
Straight shot
Timid target
Heart healed
Once again
Blessed to be born, this bullet
Most violent of hands, born into
Violent methods, bred violent intent
Still, a blessed birth, for joy, not lament
Knows no bullet-proof glass
Its past yields its strength
No, it knows no bounds
No grounds for extinction
Not because it was spoiled rotten
But rather, its bounds were surpassed and forgotten
If indifference shields your hatred
then, let your heart be still
no one needs feel your wrath
no cup is needing of your fill
if love is allowed to live
it will heal all that is ill
it needs one mind to clean
one soul with evil to kill
Church
There are voices lifted, naked
of a string or drum
Outside, I stand with some
Had seen him once, fully naked
My eyes set on this one
Respected elder's son
Disrespect of mine for thinking
of this here and now
I should go and sit down
but he sees and knows I'm thinking
My ears know it is loud
Kids, teens, adults abound
Never a man of God, so weak for me
Never a man so strong has bent to me
Never a lie, never such sin
Never, in God's presence – forbidden
Leather binding the Word
Pretend not to have heard
because it condemns evil
Leather, bind my flesh
for wicked's upheaval
Pews absent of souls, do you hear it?
No diffused frequencies
So, echo, indecencies
Eyes: rich; skin color: coal. I hear it
He says hello
I turn and go
Blistering wind so sharp - soothing
No warmth within church
Holding my choir: a birch
Birds sing and cars pass - soothing
Never, temptation
Oh, sweet revelation
Mother
a woman efforts to raise a family right
her plant never bears fruit
of her instruction, they choose to fight
then she strikes too
the devil choked her voice, so now no longer states the truth
love is swallowed in a sea of fire, ignited by her roots
a past is never dead when its demons still reside on earth
she prays to bless her bed, where she conceives a near-still birth
will God forsake a servant who can't reach him past the gates of hell?
will vindication come, when to her fam’, her death be just as well?
Woven
intricate writing like a woven rug,
your eyes
can't
follow,
under the heat your cone melted and now is hollow
I’m un-teachable, un-teachable?
show me something I don’t know
My Words unreachable, unreachable?
you just need to grow
Pungent Deception
with each layer of skin, there is deception
beneath this skin, lies the truth
it is painful, this flesh to remove
it burns beyond where men could witness
the capacity of words to carry him
shut your eyes, so it won't come in
look away from the ugly, off-white, impure
doesn't matter, hands are still soiled
acid to be calmed, plant to be boiled
Add nothing, no spice for appeal
what tastes sweet on your tongue, in digestion's, good to sicken
can you stomach the wicked?
If not intrinsically of the vine, then surely it is poison
falsehood, like an onion, grows layers of lies
one after another, make atonement
lest its juices, remnants engulf as a guise
I fear it won't end, like death's sting,
it's won; no escaping the throbbing
burn it, your past, for your future, it's robbing
confess the wrong, destroy it with chivs
when forgiveness permits, be free
your permission, not to you by others
wash your hands, be finished,
let not hate, nor deceit rest among brothers
*Carry Me Home
One day I pray we'll wake up and find, our childhood's just a nightmare
with another chance to live and love, and a chance to make it right, here
we're so close, we see what danger is
gives caution new meaning
I thought it was over, but try as I may,
I couldn't stop breathing
I never had to fight to keep my life, I was trying to give it away
fear I had buried in my gut, I spit on the page, and there it'll stay
I didn't ask for God to save me, He just did 'cuz He loved
He covered me like a cloud
and ran through my body like my own blood
God catches my tears
He's collected, now, a river
"drink that wine" you think that I'm gonna' do that to my liver?
flooded with her "love", a form she doesn't know is wrong
swallow the treatment - choke aloud, and then you'd find me gone
it's amazing how she can hurt her child 'fore he's even learned to pray
it's amazing it feels like a year of sorrow; it's only been a day
it's amazing your heart still beats inside - you tried to set it free
it's amazing the pain and hate that surround, but grace, you'll never see
"you're sinning in your thoughts I feel it" mother, no I'm not
"you're sinning in your words, I hear it" I'm not talking now, I've stopped
it hits you, grit your teeth, show pain, but don't let a tear fall - at least
if you can act out this scene right, it just might
satisfy this beast
you call me awake at night, too selfish to see you're hurt
I'm sleeping - shh - I'm a child, as are you, eyes soaked with dirt
if I could take you from this, if I could make you forget
take the love that exists in me, overwhelm you with it
replace your scraps with a meal, replace your torn clothes with new
then, I'd give my life, don't need it anyway, it just serves as hope for you
take a blow, take another blow, someone else would be knocked down
but you're not ordinary, from where you were to where you are now
don't tell me you can't hold on any longer
just one more second
now just
one more second
If you’re still conscious, you’re still able
A Child not heard
Little girls' skirts
Like petals floating on the stem
dancing in the wind
to the music of their laughs
baffles me to be given such a gift
and act as if, it's a burden you MUST have
Heart - beat
stop - sleep
The womb, a tomb
where she lives, where she dies
Her mother too confused, so she believes lies
"A daughter? No, just cells, no life."
A doctor? No, just sells, young life.
Part of her left that day
her daughter is gone, for her, she’ll pray
knowing she was led astray
too young to argue, too rushed to wait
A Baby's
thoughts disheveled - evident: lacking meaning
like her lungs stopped living and her soul stopped breathing
Asks God why she has returned so soon
"you told me I had a mission, to complete
yet I never had the chance to lay my eyes
on the earth I was supposed to change"
My True Love
I am lost in the desert with no one around, but
My true Love will bring me home.
When I fall to the ground, there will be no pain.
When my eyes shut and my heart stops, there’s no death around,
just silent sleep.
My true Love will bring me home.
Home to a place with Love, Joy, and Peace;
Where no one will ever grow old.
I will not see my friends nor family from my earthly home,
Until my true Love brings them home, as well.
I am lost in a desert with no one around,
And when I go home, I’m going to see Jesus
Christ.
Amen
Sunset
The gentle breeze from the ocean waves
Blew my hair askew
I often stood, as I’d silently gaze
At the ocean, so peacefully blue
The bright orange sun, encased in red
Was setting in the distance
Reminding me of my husband
Before that heartbreaking instance
The sun’s glow lifted my spirits
The moment before he died
Then, he passed to heaven
I held his limp hand and cried
I felt the cold sand between my toes
As I walked along the shore
I realized, with all that comes and goes,
I miss what goes even more
Just as I felt the evening’s chills
I sat in my oceanfront home
I silenced my thoughts with sleeping pills
Because I couldn’t stand being alone
Epiphany
Every sorrow, clogging my mind
The worries of the day disappear
As I gaze out at the moon
Outside my bedroom window
The worries of the day disappear
I’ll never let defeat me; they’ll stay
Outside my bedroom window
I won’t let them in
I’ll never let defeat stay with me
People often offered comfort, but
I never let them in
I can handle it on my own
People often offered comfort
When I once sheltered my feelings
I handled it on my own
Now, like a river, joy flows through me
When I once sheltered my feelings
Every sorrow clogged my mind
Now, like a river, job flows through me
As I gaze out at the moon
Guarantee
Listen to her heartbeat, I'll bet it's set to a click
No mind of her own; drives automatic, not stick
Asking you for help, but all you do is feed it
I don't bet her spirit will die young, I guarantee it
I bet she cries at night, just to keep her anger sleeping
I bet her endless fright is another form of weeping
I bet she's scared to talk, fearing what your ears will hear
Eyes: a window to the soul; I guarantee her eyes are clear
The sooner you're cut, the sooner it heals
When I first fell in love, I thought love was important.
I thought it was something valuable to possess; terrible to lose
I learned that it comes and goes with the wind
and when no breeze can reach me, I will enjoy the heat of the sun
Gift
a little girl, a love child, tears
rolling, rolling
down her cheek
crying to be, a loved child, with a home and food to eat
abandoned, undesirable, to be questioned with no ring
mother scared, father unprepared, inherits their suffering
come of age with a broken heart,
never even seen the pieces fit; living
prayer to prayer
may God send an answer
a gift
*Last Effort (a love song for music)
my truest, only time I fell in love, you wanna’ leave me
believe me, you need me as much as I need you
music, don’t desert me, or I’ll chase you my entire life through
A cry more desperate
this is my last effort
you stay by their side although they misuse you