About The Blog

Arthor Journer is my pen name.
"Arthor" comprises "art" + "Author" while "Journer" defines the journey that I was on and continue to travel.
In this blog is the emotional byproduct of this journey.

"Rites of Art" is the title because it is my "writes" of passage.

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Falling In Love Again

Stars above my heart wishes to fall
Winds from the north no longer wait
To give love wings to forget the past’s call
The horrid memories of this absent state
There where hope is lost and is so strange
That this savor may be released
Into this world and be the catalyst of change
To turn an image of beauty from this beast
Rains above baptizing the thirsting birds
Sing of joy and the end to caves of silence
A sound so beautiful the world has never heard
And cover my body with a sweet fragrance
My heart wishes to leap and sing
And bless the emotions that the sun chose
To dance upon the trembling violin
Or to lay on a petal of a rose
To touch the path of the wind
Or ride on the edge of the infinite sky
My heart now has found a soul friend
That gifts the wings of love to eternally fly
To travel to the depths of the great sea
My soul has embraced love's meditation
To view pockets and closets of my own virginity
And touch the shores of my mind's habitation
Jumping out of this plane above cloud nine
With no parachute but faith in destiny
That our souls will be as one combined
That the wings of love will lift you and me

Complete


Though alone we stand we are still incomplete
For there are trophies that we would never compete
A tear of dew off of the awakening morning plants
Moisture to cool our comforting firm stance
And every night a flower lays dead on the field
Testimony of the day's secrets revealed
Your flesh in my hand in the closet your bones
A heart a mind though one I will never own
When my wishes are masked by the threat of pleasure
Bankrupt emotions search for the keys to your treasure
Deaf, dumb, and numb my heart lay still now
Only movement a droplet of sweat lingers on my brow
Desires real and they are mounting to excess
Though your heart and mind I will never possess
Thousands of feelings marching incessantly by
Quelling my heart to mount wings and ride in the sky
The sun fades and the land slowly darkens
Our hands part for the call of land and love we can not hearken
White flag raised our hearts march in a hurried retreat
Now we stand alone separate but still complete.

Her Perilous Pearl

Alone as she felt her heart hardened
A stone amongst the pebbles in her Japanese garden
Following the blue bird over the edge of the barbed wire
The heat in her veins rising higher and higher
Her lovers gone things were going too fast
Now she must put on a smile the real her to mask
Sweat joining with her eyes that are teary
Stomach cramps in fear of hari kiri
She found this pearl that is now in the west
A imperfect jewel that now lays on her breast
It has saved her from the tip of the knife
Has touched her heart and now inspires her life
Once seen as a worthless stone in other's eyes
To her is now priceless and causes her heart to fly
Can these blemished remnants of pressurized sand
Transform the pain the oceans have brought this woman
The sands of time in this hourglass
Will answer if the necklace shall forever last
Will the time and distance that now separates
Touch her heart still though her soul anticipates
Will the mountains and valleys and countless seas
Fade the thoughts the experiences and memories
This jewel has now found a home in her heart's world
Forever to be one forever to be her imperfect prefect pearl

I Forget.....Not Yet

It’s Tuesday and her scent is still lingering on my skin
Intoxicating my mind with hint of bliss deep within
I turn the corner and think I see her face so I give chase
I look in the sky though and see the same visions of here every place
Days go by and a weekend again is before my eyes
And her touch still has my skin shivering nigh
Thoughts of her dreams I wake up with my pillow soaked wet
Though it has been a week I forget ….not yet
She has me riding on the crest of a tidal wave
Her kiss makes my mind misbehave
She laughs and my heart skips a beat getting out of time
Days go by and yet she is ever present in my mind
It’s Tuesday once again and visions of her surround me like friends
Time comes and disappears but she lingers once again
The fog may one day be dispersed and disappear
But for now every where she inevitably appears
My heart once freely flying now caught in her net
Though it has been weeks I forget…. not yet
Her words echo on my ear drums causing my soul to dance
Our meeting our union certainly not something per chance
And here I am staring into the mirror trying to find myself once more
But I have traveled too far away from my core
Lost in thoughts of her unable to find my way back home
So here in the land of bliss and beauty I will roam
Her kiss the wine that drunkens my spirit with intoxication
Her personality the ingredient that starts the complications
I seem to be gaining her and losing my self
There has been some exchange of riches and wealth
There has never been someone like her that I have never before met
Still months later I am still intrigued I forget…. not yet

Far And Yet So Near

The sun is well hid behind the mask of clouds
Earth covered in this sullen gray shroud
But warmth can be felt that is so dear
Rays penetrate from so far and yet so near
You call to me over mountain, land, and sea
Echoes ring in my ears of your words to me
The sound waves travel over miles but are clear
Each note from a source so far and yet so near
Stars adorn the evening sky of black
Like sprinkled sugar on a dark velvet back
But the brilliant lights shine from year to year
Reaching us through miles so far and yet so near
Your heart shivers and my soul dances
My mind blushes red at each of your glances
I long for you and my soul sheds a tear
For we are apart so far and yet so near
Waves are covertly born in some distant land
Where mighty winds and water dance hand and hand
We see their last tango as they crash the pier
From a home that is so far and yet so near
I dream of your caress and your voice so true
Wish you would appear like abstruse dew
I miss you for with you there’s no fear
For surely we are so far and yet so near


Where She Will Meet Me

One day when the full moon kisses the turquoise sea
When the mockingbird sings a soulful melody
Somewhere where the rose meets the pyramid’s stare
She said at that point she will meet me there

For we met before when the clouds erupted rain
But the sun was still a chandelier in the sky’s pain
So rainbows flew and sparkled even though things were wet
This was the place and atmosphere ne’er to forget

Each time since when we are face to face
Nature does something spectacular to this place
Something particular to signify that we are unique
And that feeling that surrounding is what I seek

So she told me of the conditions that will exist
When once again we will stare into each other’s eyes’ wish
The day of fireworks and celebrations
Of blossoming emotions and conversations

I search through the many seasons
And through dreams for signs and reasons
That foretell of the moon and sea the songs and stare
For when I discover them … she will meet me there



Lesser Summits


Emotions rise and tears plummet
Heart in chains sentenced to climb lesser summits
Mind lost its grip on reality
Sent all to the ground a hard destiny
But without wings or parachute
The soul can’t escape gravity’s pull
Landing on its heart it lay still for a moment
Looking to the horizons for lesser summits
Mental work outs to build cerebral muscles
Books read out to obtain wisdom’s trestle
Heart is faint and short of breath
Mind is weary of falling to its death
Emotions rise and tears plummet
Soul trembling as it climbs lesser summits