The Rising Ire

The Rising Ire
It’s beautiful really, don’t you think?
The red that fills your eyes.
The rage replacing rationality
The one that’s sick of lies.

The rising ire from betrayal
With the knife still in your back
The blade that sits and numbs the flesh
The ropes that hold you to the rack

You try to fight it with naught but reason
But it defies your rationality
It fills you with a dark desire
and it disputes your reality

The knife is there you can’t refute
In your back the cold of steel
Radiates into your core
And anger is all you feel.

Give in to passionate beast
The indignation in your heart
The monster lurks inside of you
Let it tear you apart.

©2015 Alexander J. Hicks

It’s A Different Kind of Love

There is something we tell people all the time. People who are down or hurt, out of luck, or people who have trouble seeing that the way out is there, you just have to open your eyes. Something I’ve told myself a million times. And something I still believe…in part.

“You need to be happy by yourself to be happy in a relationship.”

I don’t really think it’s that simple. It has it’s merits – it’s portion of the truth – being happy by yourself isn’t something you can shake a stick at. But there’s more to that then what’s on the surface.

We have so many different kinds of love: love for yourself, love for friends, for best friends, for family, for animals, for foods, for objects – so many different kinds.

love

An intimate relationship offers something that other kinds of happiness cannot. A certain kind of love that you won’t find anywhere else. And sure, maybe some people don’t need that kind of love to be at their happiest. But maybe some people (like me) do. Maybe, some people can’t be the happiest they could possibly be without knowing that someone shares that intimate love with  them. Knowing that you love someone, more than anything else on the planet – someone who isn’t yourself – and that they feel the same way about you.

It’s not a feeling of dependency, not a case of low self-esteem. You can love yourself – but it’s not the same feeling as knowing someone else loves you. It’s a different kind of love.

I think that this level of intimate love is above all of that. It’s a feeling you can’t get anywhere else, no matter how hard you try.

And maybe some of us can’t reach our full potential of happiness without having that kind of love included in our lives. Maybe we just reach a certain level of happiness, and plateau – leaving us knowing that there’s more – and leaving us searching for it.

So while there is some truth to saying “You need to be happy alone to be happy in a relationship” I don’t really think it’s that simple.


Think of it like climbing a mountain.

mountain

At the very peak of the mountain – hidden by the clouds – is where you are the happiest that you will ever be. Sure, some people can make it there alone. But what I’m saying is this:

Maybe some of us can only make it to that peak with that certain kind of intimate love with us. Together with that person who shares it with us. We have all the gear to keep climbing. and we know the peak’s not far away, but still we are stuck here. Looking for that specific kind of love.

Until we find it, we stand on this plateau. Searching for it.

And it’s not a bad thing that we get stuck on that plateau, it’s a good thing. It’s almost like we choose to be stuck there. Because we know that there are others like us. Who feel that it would be a hollow victory for us to reach that peak alone. To have no one to share the victory with. To not have someone to share that level of love and passion with.

We know that there is more, we can see where the mountain disappears into the clouds. We know there’s more up there. More mountain – more happiness.

Maybe we just can’t reach it alone – or maybe we don’t want to.

My deepest desire is to climb the rest of that mountain with the person I choose to share my life with; the person who chooses to share their life with me.


I used to say – I used to believe – that a relationship wasn’t about depending on one another. That it was about being independent – together.

But in a way…I was wrong.

It’s not about being dependent or independent.
It’s not about friendship or reliance.
It’s not about compassion or empathy.

It’s about knowing that when you need to you can be dependent on them – and they on you. It’s about having a level of empathy with someone that you share with no one else. It’s about friendship and reliance on each other not matter the cost. It’s about compassion for one person that shines infinitely brighter than it does for anyone else.  It’s about love. A kind of love you can’t get anywhere else.

I will never reach the peak of that mountain alone. It’s not that I couldn’t – I’m sure I could if I tried.

But I don’t want to. So I won’t. There’s someone out there looking for me. Just as I am looking for them. And when we find each other, by the glow of the moon, we will climb that mountain together.

searching

Capturing Rapture – A Duet with David Ellis

So how about it then followers, whether it’s sunny and warm or if its cold and cloudy, we all need something to warm us up sometimes. Here’s a piece written by David Ellis of TooFullToWrite and myself that’s sure to warm you up on those cold winter days.

This time we followed the daily prompt: Time after time

Be sure to head over to TooFullToWrite and follow his blog. This was not my first duet with David and nor shall it be my last. His vocabulary and use of it is simply astounding. Be sure to follow him if you aren’t already.

Capturing Rapture

Making the first move, careful deliberation
Sacrificial pawns in this wayward game
Feel my heartbeat, as I take to the stage
Counting reluctant steps until I see your face

Step by step, the playful mating dance
Elusive, yet in this moment, divine
Entrances you and draws you near
To my tender grasp, adoringly entwined

Seduction rituals have now started
The hunter has become the hunted
Clock is ticking and the race is on
Electricity coursing through our veins

A spark of madness rages forth
A moment of insanity
This tango is old, that we conduct
Yet each time feels just like the first

To capture your rapture
Nurturing feelings of grandeur
The stakes couldn’t get any higher
Try as I might, can’t quell this fire

It burns and it rages, flickering flames
Again and again this feeling untamed
Desire and fortune exist in harmony
Intensity and confidence act in unity

Acting out these states of the world
Watching as each beautiful one unfolds
Mesmerized by your subtle, spellbinding aura
Intoxication, until our lust is molten magma

A lover’s embrace closes the distance
The world crumbling away around us
Leaving nothing in the chaos but just you and I
As our passion satiates the hungry midnight sky.

©2014 Alex Hicks and David Ellis

(05/02/2013) Red Rose

Part 2 of 3

 
Red Rose
 
Red is the color
Of love and desire
A color of passion
That’s meant to inspire.
 
When I return
I will bear a single red rose
To stand for the passion
The desire
That I have found.
 
I will hold it’s stem tight
In the palm of my hand
To stand for the love
The compassion
The joy
That I have finally found.
 
But also to stand
For what I’ve endured
Years of being pushed away
Interrupted
Ignored.
 
Years of being angry.
 
Because when I return
I will give you the rose
As blood drips from my hand
because every rose
Has it’s thorns.
 
©2013 Alex Hicks

(27/01/2013) Passion

passion
 
Passion creates, with hearts agape,
A feeling of remorse
But when the hearts, true passions starts
It’s beyond control of course.
 
It can be said, that while it’s fed
The heart will take its toll
For you cannot, cause it to stop
Once it is on a roll.
 
Despite your will, your heart beats still
And it will never cease
When it rains, you feel the pain
That passion also greets.
 
You can feel hurt, it won’t get worse
If you let passion drive
Ignore its ploys, and feed the joys
And let your passion thrive.
 
©2013 Alex Hicks