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Dancer
Beautiful dancer opening to life
Fragile and vulnerable
Powerfully twirling
Joy pushing her into the empty space
Courageously falling into tenderness
Elegant dancer opening to life
Strong, free willing
Radiant, raw dancer
Birthing from pain and suffering
Empowered by the flow of passion
Delicate raw dancer receiving energy
Opening to life
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Old acquaintances
I’m holding to my insecurities as dear
friends,
old acquaintances.
I try to take off and they hold me back
They visit me everyday and pull me down
Why do I think that I can change?
If I don’t move
If I’m nice and smile
Nobody will notice
Except
How about dreams?
How about joy and love and fire?
Hoy about discovering and becoming?
How about the wonder and the mystery?
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Dream
I was in a plane that couldn’t take off
Then a concentration camp
Dogs biting my feet
I said: If we treat them
like that, if we treat them like grime, what do we think is going to happen?
Today I feel lost and abandon,
old, heavy and confused
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Day in the sun
We were sharing rainbows, hearts and
laughter,
joyous suns and beaches full of waves.
Moving together to the African beats
Until we blended with the sky
Returning to childhood
When everything was new
As a never-ending game.
From the heart full of sunshine,
erupted the intoxicating explosion of
love.
And we kept thriving into the day
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Studio
Rolling, the floor starts to caress my
body
I feel the warmth and vibration of the
energy
The elasticity of my body rolling in
the floor
Circles of energy and light in my limbs
Crawling, waving, undulating, vibrating
to the core.
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Opening
Opening my lungs to breath
Opening my heart to the past to explore
it.
Opening to new growth
Opening my eyes to life, to new possibilities,
to changes
To inspiration and intuition
Opening to the flow of energy
To be a mirror
To be your witness
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
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Barcelona/Baghdad
When my mother was seven
There were bombs falling in her city
There were rocks instead of bread for
dinner
There was no more school
visiting with friends, playing with
dolls,
running, singing and dancing.
Her dad left to the fight and never
came back
I know now something inside her died
back then
I know now that something died for me,
and for my
children too, back then.
How many little girls are dying inside
today in
Baghdad?
Quantum Leap
Billions of years ago the universe flared
forth into being
Swelled up in every direction
Burst into galactic clouds
Galaxies and Supernovas filled the space
Pure energy expended
The Milky Way gave birth to the solar
system
Earth took its quantum leap
and life brought the wonders of multicellular
beings.
Oceans, forest, fish, birds, mammals
and invertebrates
Populated the planet
And I wonder.
When will humans take the quantum leap?
When are we going to realize that we
were born from the Earth?
When are we going to take care of her?
To love her.
When are we going to wake up from the
nightmare of self-indulgence?
Of self-destruction.
Life
Voluptuous passion
Opening to love
Lost in the fullness of the fire of
life,
scare and giddy
Looking for home and protection.
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Voice
There is so much that I can be,
and you don’t notice.
So much that I can give you,
but you don’t want it.
So much that I can say
If I could only find my voice
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Aggressions
Brutal aggressions to my body
Too small, too big, too fat, too slender,
too short, to tall, to happy, too sad.
Too chaste, too dirty.
Angry at not being able to be me,
and not being able to know who I’m
Trapped in the anxieties
Afraid to feel
After a lifetime of trying to become
numb
Now, at last, I cannot feel my body
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Alone
My secret pleasures,
my moments of rapture are almost always
when I’m alone
Alone in my room, alone in the house
Writing, reading, moving the furniture,
cooking,
dancing, watering the plants.
What a pleasure being silent.
Alone with my memories.
Preparing to give birth to myself again.
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
Power
Ugly meaningless power
That hurts and destroys without compassion
Creating illusions of control and wealth
Yet destroying life.
Rosa Fallon Copyright 2007
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