Linear Liaisons

After all, they are only words
They are  only ourselves......revealed
Dreams, being birthed
Dreams, dying
Plans and proposals
Pieces and wholes
Deep wells we dive down into
Mountains we climb for the glorious view

Linear liaisons, strewn as pearls, precious
Placed gently, adorning the hearts of lovers
Poetry passed down as heirlooms
Priceless treasures, these words are....
after all

They are only words
Language rolling off the tongue
Landing within the labyrinth of eager ears
Setting to beating our lust
or
Breaking apart our trust

Powerful, these words
Spoken, long labored silence broken
Written, sweet sonnets to that certain someone
Thoughts, shared  freely or staunchly guarded
Fears.....crushing us, chasing us

Healing or hurtful
Choose them....wisely
They will meet their mark
and be felt
Magical, mystical vibrations they are
Lifting us high
or
Knocking us down, so low

Choose wisely

Unspoken

 

 

Tell me you love me.....unspoken

I need to know me...unbroken

Words get in the way when we

Make it harder than it has to be

Why the allure of temptations and turmoil?

Waiting for the worst as our tempers boil

over

 

Spilling, spilling, burning us

Scalding the hovering hope of sacred trust

We were never able to manifest

The way we now live is ludicrous

 

So, today I speak the words until now....

Unspoken

I am moving on, to find me, whole...unbroken

 To the river where I spread my arms, so tight

They've been land laden for too long..... Good night

To you, time tortured soul

May you heal your desire to attempt to control

The flow of life and the river it has become

I'll captain my canoe on this river... flowing to the sun

And you shall stay tangled in the rushes

In the quiet of my journey, my fear hushes

and I know, another will come along to save you

Because I sailed away creating this final gift I gave you.....

 

The space to let another enter

May you heal outward from your center

and find yourself in the flow of this life

Cut loose the rushes with your jagged edged knife

I shall  discover the one who shares their love fully....

Unspoken

We will just know, as I shed the cloak and

dagger espionage power play

I am off to navigate the rivers of each fine day 

 

Love, Like A Pirate

 

 

 

Treasure chest

flung wide open

Or locked up tight

as the lips of

a spy

Love lives in my treasure

chest

I can share it wide or I

can lock it deep

inside

 

Deep and wide

or locked up

inside

Why do I feel the need

to hide

When love, like a pirate

comes creeping

Wanting all the treasure

I've been keeping

 

My heart....a relic of

grand worth

It's been with me

since the day

of my birth

Beating in my chest

full of the treasures

of time

My memories, my moments

My watercolor

masterpieces....painted

with a magic brush

Lifting colors

from a

palette of pure

love

 

Deep and wide

or locked up

inside

Why do I feel the need

to hide

When love, like a pirate

comes creeping

Wanting all the treasure

I've been keeping

 

Perhaps I turn the tides

What if I invite love in?

I've never tried

I'll fling my chest open

And as... my the gold glints and

gleams in the sun

The pirate love can come

in the day full of light

Instead of stealing in late

at night

Then, I will be awake

not sleeping

Ready to share the bounty

I've been keeping

 

Open wide

No longer locked up

inside

Ain't no need

to hide

When love, like a pirate invited

lands on my shore

I will share all the treasure

I have in store

 

 

Mixed Smoke Signals

Standing on your hill
message in your mind
Me waiting on low ground
for the signals to appear

The fire is built
the wind is monitored
the heat rises
the blanket wet and ready

The signals come
in puffs of smoke, but I can't
determine their 
meaning
What's going on?

How do I respond to mixed smoke signals
You say one thing and your actions
say another
and I am standing confused
unable to read the signals sent
in your smoke and mirrors

Your smokey, unclear intentions
occlude the sight in all my eyes
and I must look away to
clear them

Tearing up my all seeing eyes
as I am briefly blinded
in your melange of muted
smoke signals

Smoke's gotten in my eyes long enough
we need to clear the air
build a new fire
together

Smoke the pipe of peace
burn the sage
and smudge this communication
breakdown

We heal the miscommunication
Open the channels
Release the disclarity
with this ceremony

Smoke screen lifted
Clarity gifted
No more grieving
Clear messages we are receiving

own it

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tears reflect our truth
purely
perfectly
profoundly
yet we hide them
away like dirty secrets
never to see the light of breaking
day

own your tears
let them flow

sorrow, a companion
yet we need not take her as a lover
constant and dark
she will teach us and leave us
if we let her walk away

own your sorrow
then let her go

rectifying a wrong
so difficult
we believe
so we run from the task
instead, let us be sincere
in seeking forgiveness
and allowing it for ourselves
tis human to fuck up
un fuck it
do the right thing

own the task of rectifying
and your truth you will begin to know

love grows in the most unusual places
in climates strewn with the freezing rain
of reality
and in the steamy, humid.. wet jungles
of our souls
meld the mystery
allow the love
of self first
so you may love others
through distance or serene closeness
time and space and dimension
let it heal your fears

allow your love
and you will see that between us...it grows

We Are The Tribe

Holding those who are not with us physically
so very close
There is no distance in our tribe
We walk together always
Through all that life offers and throws at us
every day
We know the same truths
We carry the same melded wisdom
We are always a tribe
in all ways
Hearts and tears are felt far and wide
As the love grows
In the space we create for it to grow
Distance is just space to fill 
with love
We got that one down
Tis how we roll
We are all in Dallas this weekend
Because we are, at our core, The Tribe
Tis how we roll
Aho!

Noche de los Muertos

A trip back through time, a recall of days past
Faces aging; more beautiful than in our youth

Memories of moments steal back to my mind

Plastics class and parties

Laughter so detectable and familiar

in my ears again

Like an old song you know all the words to

Aging faces, smiles the same

Connection still there

as if we never missed a beat

The class of 79 is indeed fine

and alive and well

Memories resurrected..new ones birthed.. on this night of the dead

The Love Between Us Grows

Insincere Invention, Fear..it's such a blocker of joy, self knowledge and peace.

It brings to mind a concrete driveway, hard and lifeless, sitting and relentlessly waiting for a heavy vehicle to drive onto it. The car comes to its resting place, parked now and content to sit out in the sun of the day and the soft glow of the night. However, the driveway must support this immense weight that it has no connection to. It must endure this over and over, day in, day out, there seems to be no end to this life of depression. The cycle repeating until the driveway has to make a choice.
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And then.....One day, the pressure is just too much and the concrete cracks........there is a space for healing, a chance to let some light in. A break in the facade....is good. The pain of opening will soon be rewarded. The moment of choice has come...the cycle can change as well.

How great would it be, if on Monday morning, the owner of the car trudges out to get in her vehicle..and there to greet her in the driveway with the beautiful crack...is a flower boldly standing at attention, fragrant, strong and beautiful. It was the flower's choice as well to bloom, now that the light had penetrated the deep dark places. The joy underneath the pain finally broke the surface.

The woman smiles, the driveway feels a positive vibe from her for the first time, and the stage is set for  further growth.

The moral? Let the fear teach you, let it go and let the love between us grow.

Dan Speaks today.....

Every time we speak, our words betray intentions
Insincere inventions that never quite reach the heart
 

So we turn the other cheek and gather our defenses
Again rebuild the fences that just been keeping us apart
 

Waiting out the worst, we keep the best inside us
In hopes our hearts can hide us, in hopes our tears don't show
 

And you know we're not the first to try and breach the distance
And though we meet resistance the love between us grows 

And in the time it takes us to look beyond the lies
We could be sailing through each other's eyes 

And in those stolen moments when love is caught off guard
We see it never had to be this hard