I gave my breath to Nebulous Dreamworlds ~1

~ victoria pettella~

Longing for wildflowers

she 

was like the wind

eternal 

and longing

for wildflowers

like a bird 

deepening 

her song

and pouring her 

honey-wings

into the wounds of sunlit 

meadows

*

victoria pettella

My dreaming skin

It is the wild lark

pecking through 

my dreaming 

skin

telling me my wounds can fly

telling me my scars 

are thin

biting through 

emerald veins and dead 

flowers

setting fire 

to moon-kissed flesh

in Summer's final 

hours

I have ripped 

myself 

o p e n

so I can climb 

the Autumn trees

My light escaping

the dark bird 

in me

*

victoria pettella

s o l i t u d e

solitude

a beautiful abyss

an exquisite loneliness

a longing for the soul

*

victoria pettella

I gave my breath to nebulous dreamworlds

I swam through 

Night's obsidian heart

Tasted velvet skulls 

and moonflowers

Painted my skin

in the blood-nectar 

of starlight

and gave my breath 

to nebulous dreamworlds

The Moon adorned me

in her most radiant armour

and set me adrift

upon waves

of the Eternal

*

victoria pettella

Herbarium

The softening strands 

of existence 

the lasting wounds 

of impermanence

Here... we kissed the dying sunlight

wafting wild from our dreaming lips

luminous threads 

weaving dark flowers 

through our skin

Strange forests, phantom nectars 

steeped in secret 

here.... on the gentle brink 

the blackening cosmos

never told me why

my eyes remember yours

And eternal-sleep came

to taste 

the decadent-haze

of my final breath

the moon... parting my skin 

the sacred chasm-within

Can you see my bouquet of bones? 

my skeletal-pyre burns sweet 

and stains the wind with a lilac-kiss 

I have slipped far past a lingering wave 

a herbarium of invisible flesh

where burning stars 

once lived

* 

victoria pettella

Summer's veil

Where I have been lately..

I have been

Dreaming with the foxgloves 

along Summer's veil

Reading poems

under the ghost-bride 

of moonlight

Chanting as all wild-hearted 

witches do in the forest

Wandering through the towers 

of goldenrod and sorcerer's violet

Offering my soul 

to the rain-soaked gardens

Swallowing the sunlight

in the mossy labyrinth-womb

Standing still in the bones 

of the blue night

Listening to the creatures 

and leaving offerings

Tangling into branches 

searching for wisdom

Sleeping in the ivy 

and waking against the bark

Harvesting mother's greenery 

and weaving new seeds

Letting my spirit dance 

with the never-ending cosmos

Finding my freedom 

in the season of light

~victoria pettella~

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eternal-spiral~skin

one night of fireflies 

and wine I wandered

through the tall sweetgrass

my skin fell away 

into colored shards of mica

the sky swallowed me whole

as though I were an offering

I felt the cosmic mists

take hold and whisper to me 

within

dancing through 

like wild dragonflies

a divine collision,  

spirals and tails

sliding down an endless spell 

of Moons

i carry the memory as a child 

now gone

and still I cling 

to molten stars

still i dream of worlds afar

I never could quite see your face

but it has always belonged 

to my heart

it carved a sacred meadow 

through my soul

and returned me

through spheres of pinks 

and gold

shimmering skins

fastened with light

a vessel pours me back 

to life

starry elixir

stitched into my hand

I awake beneath the Birch, 

glass and sand.

~victoria pettella~

I gave my breath to nebulous dreamworlds

*

In my dreams

the Raven 

pecks through

my sleeping heart

and feeds it

to the whirling 

Cosmos

*

victoria pettella

All poetry ~Victoria Pettella

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