Profound silence echoing in my soul
-solitude
~Alisa Hutton
soul
Regret
Disappointment found my soul
-regret
~Alisa Hutton
Salt
Nails bleeding
Clawing yourself out
Primal
Gasping for authentic air to touch your soul
Scars rot with infection begging to feel the warmth of new life unfold
Even the most gentle of touches hurt
Cracked open
Raw
Salt poured on open wounds
The paradox of the heal and burn
~Alisa Hutton
Savage
Tie me up
Burn and cut me
Ravage as you do
It is the air you breathe
Let it fill your soul as you watch me bleed
Love. Always. Every pore.
~Alisa Hutton
Solid Form
A smooth stone held humbly in my hand
Rubbing it in nurture against my now lined palm
I hold this part of my past in solid form
One of many rocks that once filled my warm pockets
How easily the weight sunk me to the bottom of the ocean
I recall the murky waters as I sat on the sea bed floor
The pain I felt as the salt stung my eyes trying to see a glimmer of care and compassion
How I squinted in to the open nothing and found everything
As the sun set that day, as the moon pulled the tide
The sand that was tossed with fraught in to my waters settled in to my soul
My hands had always been free to empty my life of your rocks
Weight that they carried with intentions to sink replaced with light spirits
I came to understand the rocks you left in my pockets never deserved space or hope
My gratitude will always extend to you for the day I learned to rise to the top and effortlessly float
~Alisa Hutton
Arrival
I speak with gentle consciousness
My words are being written on her heart
Remarkable is who she is, nothing less and so much more
Holding trust and respect in tender hand as I arrive at her door
I have learned, understanding is loves others name
Now etched on my soul
Bind benevolence in silk and keep her warm
She is the grace of an exquisite spirit
A message in a bottle poetically arriving on my shore
Inamorata, to be cherished in grateful hold
~Alisa Hutton
You
If only I could photograph how beautifully you reflect in space
Capture your magnificence and place it in your hands to hold
If your eyes could see what I do
If you could feel my hearts flow
If I could just spoon to you the nectar of your spirit and the sweet taste of your soul
I quietly watch with gratitude and curious wonder crosses my mind
If only I could express to you
If only you truly knew
The incredible gift you are
Simply by being you
~Alisa Hutton
She Is The Moon
She is the moon
Evolving
Shape and shadow
Polarities
Light and glimmer
Slivers and then whole
Ask the ocean, she knows of her magnificence and incredible pull
Tonight she reflected a beautiful strawberry shine
Her heart true
She is the moon
I knew to look up
Soaking in the nature of her alluring glow
Breathing her in
She is part of my soul
~Alisa Hutton
A Poet’s Capture
A poet’s capture
Such good fortune bestowed upon me
Absorbing her story in perfect sway
Graciously spoken through her deepened eyes
Subtleties tapping on your soul with an almost contagious delight
So curious to me in the most poetic ways
To watch her spirit bounce with life and flutter in stride
I wished for just a moment I could have gently held it in my hands for her to see
The magic and light she naturally shared with me
The ripples of laughter that she couldn’t keep in
How it made her eyes dance and all around her seemingly spin
I wonder if she knows how brightly the stars shine by her side
Or that the moon and her glow in even pride
A true gift
A poet’s capture, my simple write
A fortunate evening
With a genuine light
~Alisa Hutton
Unfortunate Ways
Spirit
The seat of emotions and character; the soul
Did you hear it speak to you once
Delivered through my eyes, breathing love in to your own
Were you aware the extension was scary, did you know my heart trembled in fear
Vulnerability, not something I was fed from birth
Shame and anger more often near
Did you notice when I was brave and took a path I did not know
Was my warmth and sincerity felt
My thoughts and feelings; special should always be respected in truth and care
Did it make you feel as though you’d never stand alone
I walk away gently and with clarity as I close the door
The only sadness I carry with me is the cost I had to pay
I seemingly have lost my spirit
In the most unfortunate way
~Alisa Hutton
