Lost Frequencies


Next to ambitious colors of his image,
I remain amphibious,
lacking the sane view of reason,
embracing the alchemy of dreaming.

Pale and altered, her beauty,
grey strands of regret weave
through cornflower fields
whose scent I barely remember.

This past winter’s rime lingers in his eyes.
Droplets of subdued laughter
crystaled at the corners,
dipped in icebound summers.

Her worn out air of irresolution
hangs heavy; thunderheads
muster for battle, threatening
to blow me away.

Seeking hands belong to a stranger,
fervent perjuries to the crowkeeper.
Heart and mind adamantine,
enpierced no more by love.

I stand alone in shadow,
watching an Amaranth moon –
beautiful, undying; slipping
beyond my reach.

– a collaboration, written by Dajena and Ryan.

It was such a pleasure to have the opportunity to write this poem with Dajena from Moonskittles. I’m a huge fan of the grace, imagery and passion she incorporates into her writing and hoped some of her magic might rub off onto my own drab words.

I don’t know that my drawn-out writing process is particularly conducive to a collaboration, but Dajena was an absolute joy to write with and I enjoyed the experience greatly. If you haven’t had the opportunity to visit her site, please do so now – you will be blown away.

** Featured Poet **

This month’s featured poet on Days of Stone is Dajena from San Diego, CA.

Since joining WordPress I’ve had the opportunity to read some amazing poetry and meet some truly wonderful people. One of my favourites is Dajena. I’ve been following her blog – http://www.moonskittles.wordpress.com – for quite some time and she consistently mesmerizes with her combination of vibrant imagery, romance, mythological/literary themes and deep thought. Her blog is a pleasant place, with so much more on offer besides great poetry and well worth a visit. I find a lot of Dajena’s poetry offers an escape similar to when I used to lose myself in the magical stories of my childhood. She is a talented poet and an inspirational blogger.


S.O.S… Alice how did you wake up?

You shuffle my thoughts,

like a deck of cards,

till i keep remembering

“i’m late, i’m late”…

And here I am,

on the run again..


-> Read the full poem and Dajena’s bio here: Featured poet – Dajena