OctPoWriMo Poetry

There Is Magic in Synchronicity

4268310_origHi everyone! Tomorrow is going to be a full day for me so I’m getting my post in early, and I’m just going to jump right into it. Today’s challenge and prompt is to write about magic and synchronicity. Again, it’s like these prompts are just striking the heart of my life this past year. Which is a perfect example of today’s challenge actually. Coincidences, accidents, synchronicty, magic. What do you believe in?

I believe in magic, but not the casting spells kind as in the movies, though wouldn’t it be a more interesting world if that kind did exist? No, I believe in everyday magic. Things that your heart knows as true while your mind says ‘lie’ and looks for the proof. Like when you think of a certain person and the radio that you hadn’t been paying attention to suddenly plays a song important between you and that person. Like when you are alone in a room and you smell the scent you associated with a loved one before they passed away. When you dream of something and it happens. I believe in connections, and the magic of a kiss. I believe in the impossible. I don’t believe in coincidence. I don’t believe in accidents (except the scratch-your-knee kind). I believe in synchronicty, that there is a reason behind every thing. I have seen too many instances in my own life of this kind of truth. And in my poem for today, I tell you about one of those times. I’m also going to share two poems I wrote earlier this year. One is about a kiss and the other is of a deeper magic. I hope you enjoy all three.

Happy weekend everyone!

xo Jesi

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Synchronicity

By Jessica Scott

If he hadn’t died,

I would never have signed up.

If I hadn’t signed up,

I would never have begun to train.

If I hadn’t begun to train,

I would never have needed to buy the bottled water.

If I hadn’t needed to buy the bottled water,

I would never have had to go to the market.

If I hadn’t gone to the market,

I would never have run into my friend.

If I hadn’t run into my friend,

She would never have asked me to go.

If she hadn’t asked me to go,

I would never have joined.

If I hadn’t joined,

I would never have met those new people.

If I hadn’t met those new people,

I would never have been encouraged.

If I hadn’t been encouraged,

I would never have gained the confidence.

If I hadn’t gained the confidence,

I would never have believed.

If I hadn’t believed,

You would not be reading this today.

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Eclipse (The Kiss)

by Jessica Scott

 

He kisses her for the first time,

And a sigh escapes from her lips.

The fire of a thousand suns burns in his veins

As his lips touch hers,

Cool as silk, soft as rose petals.

And he pours his fire into her,

And she cools his burn,

Slakes his thirst,

As he ignites her own.

Back and forth they return

Fire for ice,

Ice for fire,

Until forced to breathe,

They break apart.

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Transcendence

By Jessica Scott

And so you are, and I am,

And we are one whole

Of a larger part of a vastness

We cannot fathom.

Stronger together,

Like many sticks

Tied and bound;

We cannot be broken.

We spin around each other,

Bodies in sync,

Our rhythm-

The drumbeat of the universe.

And when you breathe in,

I exhale;

Your heart beat

Becomes mine.

Your face, my sun.

My love, your soul;

A union

Of two celestial beings.

We dance as the night goes on.

Jesi Kay
Jesi Kay, poet and aspiring novelist, was born in the Texas panhandle where wide skies, lazy summer days, and rolling thunderstorms sparked her imagination and left lasting memories in her blood. An early reader, poetry and mythology were her passions. So much so that when she was ten years old her step-father gave her his college mythology textbooks to read, which were full of classic poetry and more than enough tales to fill her romantic and inquisitive nature. Jesi loves reading, art, going to the theater, the romanticism of the Victorian era (but not the missing conveniences of indoor plumbing and central air conditioning), running when the heat and humidity cooperate, and cold weather so she can wear her favorite boots and knitwear. Also, she still has those college mythology textbooks, a little worse for wear over time but still intact and telling their stories to her. Jesi is a contributor at The Well Tempered Bards blog and at www.octpowrimo.com.

24 Replies to “There Is Magic in Synchronicity

    1. Truth!
      If I hadn’t made the choices I had, even the bad ones, I would not be who I am currently. And I kind of like her. She’s cheeky. 😉

      1. Heheheh I’m glad you like yourself. I vacillate on that, mostly landing in the negative, but I’m learning.

        And quite – we are the products of our past in that way, if nothing else.

        1. Yeah, but look what it took to get me to this point. I’d much rather have confidence AND my dad back. 🙂
          But, sometimes it takes a tragedy to get us to live to our potential. And I still have my days…;-)

          1. I’d rather you had your dad back, too.

            I will have to wait and see what my ‘full potential’ might be. I aim to get to it by the time I’m 41, which gives me plenty of time to figure it out. I hope I don’t have to deal with much more tragedy though, to get there!

              1. Heheh that’s fine. Wonderful in fact. I am of the firm belief that by a person’s 40’s, they are probably getting to the point where they’re less hung up on the stupid shit which I’m still getting over in my early 30’s.

                It may or may not be true, but it’s what I’m going with.

                It’s interesting – most of my bloggy friends are older than me – anywhere from 35 – 60’s! My BlogWife is in her 40’s. It’s a great decade, I’m convinced.

                1. I feel so much more..me…now than I did in my 30’s. I was lost and wandering and still trying to find myself. And, yeah, stupid shit is no big deal. It happens and ya keep going.
                  LOL And actually, people do a double take when I tell them I have an 18 year old son. They’re like “how old where you when you had him”. I’m at the point now where I just smile and ask them how old they think I am. Apparently I look like I’m in my early 30’s.
                  40 is the new 20, with a twist. So much better now than then.;-)

                  1. I like that. And I’m glad you get the compliments. That’s cool 🙂 I think a lot of what ages someone is their behaviour, as much as their appearance. Guess you act young 😉 (meant in the nicest way, ofc)

                    I think 40 might be the new EVERYTHING. I’m looking forward to it.

  1. Absolutely beautiful, Jess! Love them all! The truth of the first one hits me (in a beautiful and awesome way). Right place, right time kind of stuff. Synchronicity is an amazing thing. I have my own story, I might have to put it to paper, pulp or digital, and share it.

    Hope you have a fantastic day, Love! 🙂

    1. I would LOVE to hear your story.There is more to mine but the basic truth is in that poem. I am still having synchronicitous events happening, and the fact that I’m able to recognize the power working in my life right now leaves me awestruck. The universe is very present in my life right now, and I’m grateful for it.
      And I am so glad you liked the poems! I read them and think, eh, so-and-so’s is sooo much better. LOL.

    1. Thanks Rod! Not that I think they are masterpieces but I do like the last two. Transcendence is my favorite I think. And I’m glad you like them, too!

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