The Wind Whispers

 

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Leaning in, senses so awake

Taking in your electric essence

I whisper softly in

your ear

"I love you, baby"

My breath warm on your

sweet skin

You, in response

whisper this....

"Yes, I know, I feel it,

taste it and own it"

You wrap me in your embrace

warm and encompassing

You gaze into my eyes

telling me....

"I am captivated and caught

in the comfort of you, I

love you, too"

The fire ablaze in the

corner can not match the depth

of the energy we

are creating

Here, in the room in the

woods

by the rolling sea

Where the wind whispers

our names

Over and over again

The waves laying down the bass line

She sings our lullaby as we

drift off to sleep

Wrapped in the love

birthed in the wind in the

woods

by the sea

in the room

Warmed by the fire

blazing

in our hearts, our minds, our souls

our bodies

Sing Me....

 

 

Sing me your sorrow

and it floats away

on the sunshine

Sing me your tomorrow

and it melds magically

with these moments

of mine

 

Sing and I sing alongside

and soon we are

laughing...

smiling and happy

We've shed our sorrow

our fears and our

pride

 

Sing with me, my dear friend

As we sit in the sun

You playing your guitar

Me letting my voice

open up

We'll sing sweet, deep

and real

And just like that we are birthing

a new

beginning from a long

journey's end

 

Sing with me now

We need not worry

about then or what is to

come next

For if we mess it up at all

down the road

We can

make it right again

Because we've sung to

each other

how

Precarious Pulpit

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Holier than I
is you...
you say?
     Up there on your
                 precarious pulpit

Your actions speak in
fluid movements, soft
and sweet, full of
love
While mine are rough
and misaligned....
wrong?

Interesting, this concept
that keeps a person
chained
and tightly bound

I offer that superlatives
are lies
There is no holier
There is no best or worst
There is no way to
compare the
actions of
others

Just you, me, her
him
Just choices
We all are who we are
or who we are not

One thing I will never
be is you
or him
or her
or anyone other than
me
I am just fine with....
me

I know no superlatives

So, if you need to be holier than
someone
You will need to find
someone else
to play
with

Our Masterpeace

Summer chill

covers

the once brilliant sun

shine days

The planet shakes

at her core

Where did the summer

warmth escape to?

 

Did Fall befall us

early?

Was it self preservation?

Was it disaster relief?

It had been so very hot

and hard

Was it her righting the

wrong ours human hands

brought to her reality?

Or, just a necessary

revamp?

 

In the Winter of our souls

the answer is seen

in the reflection

in the pond....

frozen in

time

 

Like tender children we must see

our lives

Before others took our

awareness

Before someone told us

we were being

silly pants

Before someone took the

magic away

 

We must allow our Spring

time again

 

Listen, she will tell you

Gaia, that is

She speaks through her

winds

She whispers to us in

the still places

we meet her

On the trail in the woods

On the water

In the crush of life

In the beauty of our own

beautiful everything

and our glorious nothings

 

Shhhhhhh

Listen, as she sketches lines

in, on and around our

lives here....

with her

As the seasons pass into

each other

So do we pass

into each other, in and out

of each other

 

Seasons in synergy

 

Like children, we must sketch

our own lines

aside her

In the revelation of the collaboration

comes the clarity

of the

masterpeace we are drawing

with her

The picture of our Seasons

passing

into

each other

 

Let us recall we are

one with her

By way of our

own

Seasons......

passing

into

each other

 

our

Masterpeace

 

 

 

Betrayed

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Truth covered in dark cocoa lies

She's wearing a dangerous disguise

The perfect beauty of her nest

Is just a trap, it offers you no real rest

 

Dark secrets she attempts to shed

As she lures you to her broken bed

In her eyes is fear, look close

You'll become addicted, dose by dose

 

She's a wicked careless raven

Somewhere in the middle of all that cravin

You'll find yourself trapped deep inside

The chaos and the wicked black lies

 

Can't breathe you say?

Wishing for the glorious day

Before you gave in to her wicked ways

As now you find yourself betrayed

 

Betrayed by her, betrayed by you

What the hell you gonna do?

She knows now, best hope she holds it together

Or you'll regret flying to her nest...forever

 

Beware, as the ravishing raven flies

Searching the ground, above, from the skies

For souls like yours, lingering and lost

Was the delicious delicacy worth the cost?

The Mirror's Reflection

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Sun on shoulder
Saunter stride
Broken promise
Broken pride

Vacant glossy stare
Open space to no where
Awaiting the river to flow
away your insurmountable cares

take it easy
take it slow
live life gentle
let the drama go

Slow under the top soil
Easy in the depths
Release your worn out past
In this new life, rest

take it easy
take it slow
live life gentle
let the drama go

I heard you call my name
You needed my assistance
In my act of attempting to help
You offered only resistance

take it easy
take it slow
live life gentle
let the drama go

When you're ready to live life real
I will offer my protection
I've been there all along, you see
That's me you feel in the mirror's reflection

take it easy
take it slow
live life gentle
let the drama go

In Love with Love

 

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Once in a life

Love is accessed

and we are

in love with love

forever

 

She is the call that wakes

us

Makes us alive

Or stops us dead in

our tracks

 

To be with love

Deep in the delicious depths

of her...

our mission

Falling in

Jumping out

Held within and all

places

in between

 

We are, indeed

in love

with love

 

Love....we seek you

If we lose, we

try again

Until we need not

try any longer

We one day find ourselves

while seeking

you

Realizing, we needed to be

in love with

ourselves

First

 

I can love another now

Because I am in love with

me

Always

 

The motto of the story

"No one can love

you proper till you know it

for yourself...first"

Perfect Places

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Love comes out of the most
perfect places
Friends, strangers
Moms and daughters
Grandpas and grandsons
Perfect Places

We are imperfect
We must nurture love
Give her the soil
to grow
Cover her in the compost
of our pasts
The old makes way for
the new
to sprout
and stretch
as vines intertwined

We can love more than one
person in one place
at one time
Love is open and free
Any restrictions placed on her
are ego laden, not of love herself
For she is perfect
in all the places we
discover her

How do we honor her perfection?
How do we give and
take in harmony and balance?
How do we make her stay?
We begin by knowing that she is
a gift
A gift most precious
We can not make her bend to a
will or a way
We allow her to connect us
in places perfect

We allow her in and we take care
of her as we take
care of those
we love
When we hold hands
As we talk late into the night
During the times we offer
our
shoulders to
each other
By giving more than we receive
By knowing when we are
needed
And by getting out of our own
way
Perfect is fragile and strong
in the same breath
The same
mystical moment
Tough and tender synergy

Love springs forth
out of
the most
perfect places
Friends, strangers
Moms and daughters
Grandpas and grandsons

Perfect Places to grow
LOVE!

To The Depths......For Dan

This man on the sea
A friend to my soul
Though we never met
on a physical plane
He knew the depths of my
soul
Better and before I did

To the Depths.....

Rolling sea
He rode her connected to his
vessel, friend
Rocking and swaying
to the beat of his
mama Ocean
Moving away from the
hard realities of the
jagged land
Finding the peace
of the silver
siren sea

To the Depths....

Away from the noise
The confusion he
shed out there suspended
on the sea
The answers he discovered
in the cadence of the
waves
The rhythm of the rain
The whispers of
the wind
And the screaming
of the gale force
gusts

To the Depths.....

Man on the sea
Soul at peace
Smile on his face
Pen in hand perhaps
Laughter and friends
Sailing in song
Long days
Starlit nights
Peace for the man who
gave it to me

His, on the silver siren
sea

To the Depths....

Beautiful woman...
wife
Surrounded by souls she
knows
Spreading the ashes of the man
on the sea
He, there now.....with the
whales and the gulls
Envbed with his mama
Ocean
No longer on the sea
Now...a part of her
silver soul

To the Depths......

Lay Down The Sword

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Constant battle...
your life?
Constant consternation
Constant strife
Suited up in your armor
Ready with your sword
Fighting becomes a nasty habit
Wielding the weapon of your own
accord

Running in circles aimlessly
round, round and round
Dizzy from the spin
Looking for a slaughter fix
to get through this life
painlessly

The forged metal of your malice
gets heavy in your grasp
Defending your standards
your fears, your ancestor's beliefs
Being the leader, the winner of the bread
Till you no longer know those living
in your palace

While you were out there fighting
You forgot to notice
The cause of self denial
ain't so hip no more
Forgetting you in the flow of
life
does not make your journey
enlightening

These days....it's apropos
to take care of you
So you can be the person
others need you to be
Put down your weapon
Spend time in quiet solitude
Let your inner self tell you
what you need
to know

The fight is over, friend
Release your grasp
on the bejeweled hilt
Lay down the sword
Soon you'll see there is
an answer inside
of you
Lay your weapon down
Let the battles end

In The Mud



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Moon dance

Begins and builds

Deep and free in the dirt

beneath our lives

Both walking a road dusty

and void of pungent

pure truth

Until this moon lit

moment

In the mud created in the rain

spilling out of the stars

Overflowing...opened

up

We feel the beat take us down

deep and free

Washing away the space

and sorrow....

separating

us

Making clear the new

way

Gaia wide awake with us

This perfect

neon moon

lit

night

Clear skies now, the rain

returning to the sky

in the humid

veil forming in its

ascent

The mist like the sweet

sugar

breath of angels....

rising

The ascension illuminated

by the spotlight

above us....

Our moon

The moon angels

sing our song

of

emancipation

Soft and high holy

hums

whole and half steps...

Suspending the pregnant moon

In the vibrations

 

Till she shakes and quivers

like we do

Hitting our melded

note of connection, Wet

as the rain

that washed us awake

in the night

In the sweet, deep mud

Risen above the dry hard dirt

of life

Held, now, too.... in the hum of

angels

We vibrate as one

in the mud

Cool and covered

Alive!

Connected

As we drift off to sleep.....deep and

free

In the mud