I am But a Whisper in The Wind

I am but a Ghost writer dancing in the billowing breeze of the sweet melody of songs inked upon the pages of time..

WITHIN GOD’S LOVING HANDS

I watched the sun setting by the indigo lake
In the dusk of bright starry night,
And the water dance ripples of love
Upon, its orange sky that painted its hue of
Orange and yellow delight!
The taste of sweet tangerines
Still upon my dry parched lips!

Frozen now in my step upon the wooden
Man-made walkway
Gazing out beyond my eyes’ view ,
I could feel myself softly stepping upon
The billowing, colorful sky’s canvas ,
Colors of autumn leaves
formed like the clay in a desert
One would expect to see there.

My God, how sweet the silence here
Hardly an insect sound all hushed now ,
By this aura created by God’s hands…
In the dawning of night,
It is here I contemplate on life
And it’s worldly things, and I realize
Money can’t buy such beauty transformed

Within God’s hands!

An artist can’t quite capture its beauty
Painted upon canvas
And a poet can’t quite convey this feeling
Of serene in just mere words…
A photograph saved forever can’t remember
This moment in time…
By the quiet cool blue water…

While she sings her song of lover’s embrace!

To have lived in this moment is to capture
within my heart and soul what pictures
And words could never paint
For the words do not ripple against
The wet embankment
And the poet can’t paint this sacred vision

Held within God’s hands…

If I could, I would place you here beside me
Gazing up into the tangerine filled night ,
And have you watched millions of ripples flowing
Sweetly towards you…
Have you heard the sweet silence falling
Upon, the stars that brightly shine as a flickering light!

And when you leave this place, you too will carry
A deep sadness
To have to leave this moment
Lived…
Held within God’s loving hands!

Eva Marie Cagley©

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WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF MY POETRY

WHISPERS OF GOD

Sitting along the river bank
I watch the ripples of the Holy water
Dancing to the sound of the rushing
Rapids while crickets whistle a tune
In the wind…

I could stay here listening
To the Silent whispers of God
Blowing in the cool breeze.

Sitting here by the embankment
A rock for my chair to sit upon
I meditate listening to God’s whispers
Talking to me…

So beautiful God’s nature here
A God given gift to us all.
Feeling God’s breath upon my face..
I will stay here meditating
Listening for God’s words to fill my
Heart, Soul, and Spirit…

In the distance I can see Geese
Pruning on a small island of itself.
I am respectful of all God’s creatures.
Knowing I am Blessed to be

Living in this moment.
Appreciating what God has shown me…

Let us be silent now to hear
the sweet Whisper of God!
Dancing off the ripples of Holy water
In the cool breeze…

© Eva Marie Cagley


FAR AND BEYOND YOUR TOUCH

Today reach out,
Far and beyond your touch
Look for the beauty 
In one solitary day;
For a moment’s beauty,
Last a life’s span!
Smile and rejoice
Walk hand in hand,
For tomorrow may come
And today’s beauty will have
Passed you by again,
Far and beyond your touch!

© Eva Marie Cagley

SHE IS

But a phantom of imagination

Dancing on a downy breath of a kiss

Searching for her lost soul

In the midnight moist mist.

Deep with in the tangled jungle of her mind ,

Looking for a story to rhyme

She is out to spend a dime

And get hooked in the story line.

She is but a phantom of imagination

Dressed in purple velvet of condemnation ,

She is sailing swiftly in the air

Taking no one without a care.

She’s the keeper of your dreams ,

All your childhood schemes.

Caught up on the window screen ,

Lost within just a human being…

She spies an indigo lake she straddles

Along her ID she paddles

She will do the battles

With her earthly travels.

Sailing along on the crisp, clear azure water

She wonders around but doesn’t falter

Keeping his ID from the fodder

Of her mundane mind’s border.

She is but a phantom of imagination

Living long ago with fascination

Kissing the indigo sky with lips of gold

Lost within her soul and growing old…

© Eva Marie Cagley

COLORING WITH CRAYONS


Somewhere between the crayons
Lye’s a little girl dreaming in her room.
Coloring a yellow picture of Donald Duck.
In books of Loony tunes,
Quack! Quack! Quack!

Lying on her belly with knees bent up ,
Swinging in the air.
Smiling barefoot without a care
Takes me back now in time there.

Filling the pictures in
With magical visions coloring my head,
With memories of days past
Sleep-overs and playing log on the moist green grass.

Tickles me to think of it at all.
Camping out in the leaky gray old tent
Giggling and laughing, telling spooky stories in the black night fall.
Midnight trips to the bathroom stumbling inside.

Screaming and pretending to be afraid, we’d flee
From my brothers, who scared us all mercilessly.
Tripping in the dark, careful now, don’t fall!
Hurry, run back to the safety of flickering orange candlelight!

In my room now once again, Nighttime talks with my sister back then.
While I sat there and brushed her silky long brown hair
Next morning not remembering a word said!
Talking in my sleep instead. With secrets, I must have kept.

Stuffed animals scattered all over my side of the room.
The long old dresser split down the middle to share.
Hers was neat and mine-scattered papers everywhere.
These are the memories that go through my head.

When I was once young and lived the story told.
Each day a new adventure waiting to unfold.
Oh, how I love to color my world to this day!
Searching the little girl, dreaming away.
Lost within the colors of rainbows past.
Holding onto memories that will always last.

© Eva Marie Cagley

REFLECTIONS OF GOD

The stars glitter like diamonds in the sky
Rich and too expensive to buy.
Made and adorned on each person’s face
Leaving smiles that can’t be erased.

The floating clouds form pictures of awesome things.
Like angels flying with heavenly silver wings.
Pictures of Jesus riding up in the clouds
Coming on a white horse and chariot galloping down.

I see many formations way up high
The infinity of the vast, beautiful indigo sky.
I watch as the sparrows of life fly by
Stopping to ponder why?

Has God given us such a gift,
That all we need to do is lift
Up, our moist eyes and pray into Heaven’s
Window and see into the souls of man?

For we are all made in likeness of him
Therefore, he is like a chameleon.
He loves both the son and daughter
Like loving Fathers au too.

The pureness is in the hand of God’s love
Shown in all that is made above.
All the breathing things
Holy mirrors reflecting
God!

©Eva Marie Cagley

GHOST WHISPERS

I awoke upon my burgundy worn out sofa
Having been up all night till 4 am again,
In an unfamiliar state of mind,
Not knowing the direction or time.

Listening to YouTube somehow
Tuning into, ‘’ Angels Among Us” by Alabama
And “You were like my Mother” by Kellie Pickler.
And many more thereafter.

Sobbing In my sleep
Salty tears run down my cheeks
Listening to Heavenly Whispers
From above,

Pulling at my soul
Bringing me to my knees.
Rang up my niece
On messenger,

Reaching out to her.
She said, “The message was very clear.”
Grandma talking to you from above
Reaching down with Heavenly love.

(Giving me a much-needed hug!)

Whispering, “I’m proud of you
And your writing career.
But I’m just a whisper
In the early morning’s dew.”

Don’t come around much to see you!
Letting you know now I’m right within your reach
A song away, an ink drops quilled.
I journey through your weary mind…

Sending you my love with whispering songs
Guiding you along to just the right ones,
Messages from me throughout the day
Stay open now and kneel and pray.

I will always be a song away
A poem to convey
Splattering ink from
A rainbow, well…

Colors to convey my love always
Listening for those ghost whispers in the wind…

© Eva Marie Cagley

AUTHORS NOTE: My writing career didn’t start until after both my parents had passed on; I have often wondered what they would think now. I believe I got my answers through their ghost whispers I heard this morning.

“A LOVE LETTER. For My Soul Mate,”

Past the mind, past the heart and into the soul

Channels tunneled deep through our hearts, entwined.

Open doors no longer closed that lead into the soul.

Understanding differences, personalities, and life experiences.

Past events leading today, a time for unity and love.

Seeing into the person-past society’s normality,

Past the colors of the skin-birthing a new dawn

Of understanding and respect holding onto this hope;

Of painless tomorrows while we live in today just as we are

Opening doorways that guard our hearts and souls,

Freeing our spirits within while traveling inside each other

As the souls join, empowering us to feel again.

Past the words with no meaning, ‘ You know the one’s we say to regret’,

Past the numbness of yesterday into a world without words.

A world of feelings, no words needed here.

I lay my head upon your shoulder and swing my leg over yours…

Snuggling I feel such a comfort that I weep for the pain I feel

Of not knowing how to let you love me,

Not knowing or understanding myself.

Never having experienced this before, where doors swing open into the soul ,

And embracing is the core of our love and lovemaking.

We need not enter physically while we lie here and enjoy

The rapid beat of our hearts and the silence it brings upon us.

Watching as you slumber with those baby brown eyes closed

The turn of your head, your gentle sighs.

This is when I feel you as I enter your body

Joining as I become alive again.

And I know-I know these feelings are so very real

That they are without questions behind them, without the insecurity ,

And worry into the knowing of today and the hopes of our tomorrow.

As I brush my hand gently upon your baby soft skin,

My body trembles with the love I now feel.

My heart beating pulling into yours, my spirit free as the wind.

The warm glow within renewed in this my love.

I thank GOD for sending you my way and the man you are today!

For allowing me to see into you, being part of your reality, your world.

I have so longed to be here and you ever diligent in us!

You share with me your love in your silence-into your gentle, loving gaze

The window into your very soul!

Your embrace worth more than all the gold at the end of all rainbows…

Your smile priceless and not for sale.

I watch you standing tall in a room full of fellowship

And the sweet embraces there, oh how I long to feel the belonging there.

To feel the embrace, to find my place at your side!

Your stride so quick I struggle to keep up to remain at your side

Lingering behind in your shadows, but beside you is where I long to be.

The want, the need to be taken into your fold.

You say to me,’ Are you following me?’ and I reply, ‘Yes, I always do!’

But a time will come my love when I no longer follow

I will be there by your side and all will know we are one and have chosen to be so.

They will see the way I gaze into your soul, longing to be alone with you

And in your loving embrace.

But more important, we will know, and each day will be a new beginning

Of growth and learning. And we will both learn and grow together.

Our love will reach out into the indigo skies and shine as the brightest iridescent star

This I know my love…

Out of the dreams, and hopes of my world was born love into a real world.

No longer living in my make-believe fantasy, no longer conjured up in my mind

Of just gazing upon and wishing while I watch two lovers embrace.

This is my reality today, a part of yours once forbidden and hidden.

Although I still am the weaver of Dreams and Fairy God Mother Tales.

I feel the life within from this love now, and I know that this shall never pass.

If in time we should grow apart I will at least have known this moment,

This day in your loving arms and I will carry it with me through this life of trials.

I know I fear the same things that you fear, the closeness, the pain of not knowing

What tomorrow will bring, the fear of not being accepted within us

Separate worlds that have brought us together and today I say, ‘It doesn’t matter,’

What on lookers see or think they do? What matters is us today!

Living our life guided by God and Our Love. Allowing ourselves to grow.

Together to build hopes, dreams and weather our trials and tribulations.

You spoke to me of our purpose and journey to get there

And the search of our Soul Mate into the next life and

I feared to ask, so I remained silent,

But you, my love, I have awaited a lifetime to share with.

You, I have given my heart and soul without the strings of rejection

Or condemnation, without the fear of judgments but acceptance.

You are my Soul Mate I have searched for a lifetime of sorrow and despair!

I do not know if you are at the same crossroads as I have come,

I only know I will await you there and hope you choose the same road.

Then you know that you have reached not the end

But the beginning of our journey as one with souls entwined

And there we shall brave the road no longer alone

But together as one and shall know not only our love

But God’s Love and Promise for it is the essence of that Love

That God Himself Manifested within us that will carry us a lifetime

Into the eternity where we will soar as the eagles

And nest within this lasting warmth of our birthing as

Soul Mates!

I Love You Baby!

© Eva Marie Cagley

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Links to My Publications:

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Links to my most recent publications:

Spillwords link Exposed:
https://spillwords.com/exposed/

Essay on Compassion on The Writers Club:

https://greythoughts.info/clubpieces/letters-to-myself-compassion?fbclid=IwAR1Qio5SWI6z7AMKVaJ4TxsKmOefVaqR3ywQJeZcfWTyxXZuPgC05bOCupM

Journey of the Heart publications:

https://womenspiritualpoetry.blogspot.com/search?q=eva+marie+cagley

Poetica 2 Anthology- “My Rainbow Child”

To Be or Not to Be A Writer Anthology:

Wink Writers in the Know

https://www.magcloud.com/browse/issue/1890748

Wildfire Publications LLC.

The Writers Journey Blog

https://www.authorelainemarie.com/post/from-rhymes-to-writing

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Whispers of God:
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