I slept under the moon, Walked under the stars, Gazed into countless eyes, Took deep, whale breaths, Listened to the tail of each note, Looking for you.
His Silence burns in my heart where tender love once struggled to bloom into experience. The sacred gleams from deep within, Matches the full moon in its brilliance, Whispers … Continue reading
The ground is infested, the plant covered in white fungus, rodents nibbling away at the leaves. Yet, a solitary flower blooms at the top, seeking the sun determinedly, looking … Continue reading
Crash landing We’re scrambling Pieces of the past Crash into now Makes me wonder How could that dance End in this crash?
Not an “on” or “off” gaze, Just a content haze. While time lays dormant, “little things” seem most relevant. Out of a content and luxurious laze, A new reality in … Continue reading
When I “sing”, I am at the eye of the storm vibrating in stillness. When I dance, I struggle with my mind and body to let my heart breathe fully. … Continue reading
Why are you holding back dear? Let the tears flow Let the numbness be Let the anger break Upon the shores of my ears Down the peaks and valleys of … Continue reading
The unknown seer within led me silently, softly, steadily to you. Reason led me astray Into the rough currents of confusion. You pulled me close Without knowing why. We struggled … Continue reading
Held close and nourished With love and acceptance, Rubbed and Polished With statues and unfair punishment, Your light shines so bright, I can see you clearly now. For three days … Continue reading
Beyond my thoughts the flute music plays. From out on the street it sways, gliding my time-infested thoughts away, bringing me to my senses. To the breeze from the palm … Continue reading
Emerald dreams dressed in clover Looking for room to breathe Desires floating past Looking for an excuse to speak Around the corner lies destiny As willing as the boy poised … Continue reading
Diverging and converging, this river of ours flows ceaselessly. Two ginger mint martinis clinking to the pregnant surprises of tomorrow. A celery leek soup with poached pears our shared ecstasy. … Continue reading
Bursting with colour, full and ripe with possibilities, about to fall from the tree, the early morning drowsiness gives way to an expansiveness and brightness that fills the heart as … Continue reading