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Voracious Verses 2006 |
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Bariane Louise Rowlands obtained a degree in English Language, Literature and Theatre Studies in the UK and became involved in community arts before living in the USA and New Zealand. In New Zealand she taught creative writing and in 2000 founded ‘The World is Poetry’, a Wellington multi-disciplinary cooperative. Upon returning to the UK, she took up painting where she has had success selling her work privately. She is currently living in Vienna and divides her time between working on a novel, song writing, and painting. 
A Lover's Life
If you’d let me, I would spend all my days now Painting and writing you You could be my study My occupation Into my own poverty Because I should love myself enough And make my life mine I want an adult love but at this time in this year I am a child, enraptured, captured Staring up at you I can only dream about floating upon your whims I resent it, hate it, could be angry at myself indeed That everything is not the same now The morning is a thrill, even if life is sharp Waking next to you As you leave me before I am ready to let go I have nothing to say I have been here before and trust nothing And beyond such art, I just want to laugh I sleep to kill the hours where I can’t love you You can not be my reason for life I can’t accept you standing behind me Too many have said such But this is about me wanting you. © 2006 Bariane Louise Rowlands
Watch my hair, it falls around you Follow its course along my spine My skin has no form till you find its shape I feel myself made, caught in your palms Will you turn me, mould me as Earth Kneed pliability till you are consumed? I would hold you so that you sigh of home In me, in you, beyond such beauty The Heavens have lost their stand and Earth Its stony spin dwindles to nothing Let it stop, all be still for this time For you are mine and I am yours Our flesh feeds life so that it might rest Air a sigh, fire our heat Earth is touch, and water ebbs Know this land with plentiful embrace If I strip bare the Earth's contours Reveal to you its fragile pulse Open to you what I have denied Heavens Will you know me, hear me, guide me, teach me? Do not bypass bark nor knoll, nor stream I am waiting there for you to see Come be, there's singing, truth and life Beneath suns, amidst night I feel you feel me © 2006 Bariane Louise Rowlands
Oranges upon my tongue Burst into youth Wine kissed the lips Burning my cheeks Laughter was liquid language Paint and poetry, embers in friendship… We lay on the floor Just talking, listening Whilst skies ate the sun Window frames tumbling from the walls And I was falling free across the city roofs Skin like music, cells that sang It will take me seven years To forget The melody now Is almost a childhood ‘I want to thank you’ But can’t… My heart was too old My needs too few My want of it all too deep © 2006 Bariane Louise Rowlands
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