Saturday, June 15, 2013

Lock and Key

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In the night... I feel you
near
When we meld, there... my questions
disappear
I am gifted precious 
answers

No questions do we know
now
As we are dig in, allowing
truth to grow now
Sprouting from the soil.....
answers

In the answering of the questions
running deep
I have found the courage to share
secrets I could no longer
Keep
Answers
gifted in the growing

You know the messages running in
your brain
Are also known to me, we are kindred....
not insane
Our answers are, in beauty, the
same

See me, know me, envibe me, take me in
whole
As if gazing in a pond, the reflections
show
Our mirrored response.....
Answers, we know them
together

Answers gifted in the dark
Sweet wisdom whispered in the impart
Deep in the cave into which we fell 
Cool, and peaceful... no light to break the spell
Answers we know, and we share
In the dark when no one else is there
Be...... so deep and dark in the comfort of me
Secrets sent away..... I the lock, you the
Key




Friday, June 14, 2013

Her Naked Neck


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Colors caught up in the wind
blown away
lifted on the current
of the invisible gust
in this current
moment...
She's gone

Colors tumbling, twisting
fully visible
or convoluted upon themselves
Swirling
Catching your eye
as
they draw near
Light as a feather
but....
Heavy is your heart

Coming closer now
the scarf... flitting
on the breast of the invisible
sea of deep breezes
it rides upon
Closer and closer it comes
Landing lightly in your hand
like a feather
covering it completely

Scented like rain
smelling like her neck...
your occasional resting
place
She is gone
A memento now, the colors
she shared
in your hand
Held to your nose
in repeated recall.....reality
sent to the center of
your brain

She, too, has been lifted
on the breezes
Free, her colors, many....no longer
fastened tight and hard around
her own neck..
obscured
No longer hanging herself up
on lingering lies

She turns her gaze forward
and moves there to
meet herself
In this present time and
place

Forward, freely
forging the future
out of gold
with her magic touch.....
Alchemist that she is
All the colors live in an
egg of
gold.....hanging on a gentle
golden chain
Around her life

White lines of the open road
her travel companion
Gold.... the adornment she creates
now
to display on her naked
neck, naturally....long and
strong

She turns at the intersection
all directions open
widely open
Alchemy!!!
She also turns her life
to gold

Future paved with
Gold....
She's GONE.....
When you smell the rain...
know
She shall be standing
in the golden light of the
sun
as it shines on her naked
neck....
open as the road....
bare
before her





Thursday, June 13, 2013

no love handles

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yeah, so
I love you
you got a problem with that?
Seems to say more about you than it
does about me

Can't take it from me?
Then don't take it
from me
Right?

Can't see it as a light?
Then don't throw your darkness
at it
This light shines no matter
what you hurl
upon it
Fear it if you must
Get out of the line at the door
no one makes you stand
there

Try to accept it?
Yoda got that down
There is no way to try to be
loved
Let me love you
or don't
It's that simple
If you need it served up
complicated
then I can't help
ya
I won't be the waitress serving you
a plate of non love

The plates in my hands are filled and
overflowing with love
ala mode,
baby
No calories though!
All the pleasure, no guilt
no love handles
just
Perfect pleasing pastries
of LOVE!!!!!!!!!

So, I love you
Take it or leave
it
I'll still love you
any way
Cuz that's how I
roll....
ala mode!!!
no love handles....

Roll around in my love....
dare ya

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Soul Pond




Warmed by the fire
heated to the bone by a glance
thrown across a room
Causal perhaps
yet
Intense in the instant, brilliant
A spark bursts to flame...
in an instant

A touch and a taste
of lips
Burning away the past
in another sacred instant
gifted brilliantly
Invisible to all, but you
who saw deep and clear
into the perfectly still pond
of my soul
The ripples reflected in the blue
of my eyes
where you tossed your pebble
Cascading out
in an instant,  Thousands of circles
connecting
Vibrations converging...
in an instant

A fire burns, a fruit ripens
A bird finds a new nest, and
stays
for a while
Lifetimes lived in instances
brilliant

A spark set free a fire
one we needed to be near
As we warmed our selves...our
souls
Our fears illuminated
surfacing to be saved
and sent on for healing
Some transformed in the leaping of the
flames
burned forever away
Those that remain....... our nemesis
stealing the oxygen from the flames
once dancing.....jumping
burning

and.....
the fire died

And the bird flew away
to fashion a nest
New and unencumbered
hers alone
Out on our own
warming our selves...our souls
in the memories
now and again......

When I fly to you again
as we are gifted an instant...
brilliant
Perhaps you'll recognize a reflection
of your ripples
once living in the blue
of my eyes

May you be warmed by them
to the bone
in that instant
Brilliant!


Tuesday, June 11, 2013

As the Willow Watched


 
 
a seductive song caught in her ear
her head turning in grateful
respect and recall
this song.....
played just for her as she entered
the space
calling to weary her soul
she had to follow
 
did she run or float?
 
sauntering outside
onto the veranda..
into the night, warm and welcoming
it wrapped around her
like an old friend
one who had
returned after a long and arduous journey
"hello, my friend"
the perfect night....lit by a tiny sliver
golden moon
between the trees
"remember, I remember"
"when you hold me like this, I know myself"
 
nature's song grew in sharpness and tone
feeling it vibe in her heart
hollow.....
waking up her
HOPE! long sleeping
allowing the ownership of reality
"summer returns, she indeed.... is coming"
 
this morn, she sits and writes
in reflection
the song played in her memory
banks
now.....the smile and the sway of her
body returns...
revived is she, more awake, more grateful
less restricted
 
the promise of summer
has been sung to her center
in the night, warm and wholesome
into her soul suspect and under satiated
better now, it is going to be
alright
 
yes.....
 
the frogs and the crickets sang her name
last night
under the sliver of a golden moon
between the trees
this morn, she knows it was played
just or her
as the willow watched her
wake up
to
the promise of summer
 
shroud lifted
truth gifted
spirit drifting
with the clouds
sliding over that
sliver of a moon
as the willow
watched
 
 
 
 

Monday, June 10, 2013

Buried Alive



So hard to find you
when you go deep....away
From those who care
Too deep
Buried.....dead to life

no flowers
were sent, no one knows
you are dead
Walking amongst us

Steeped in sorrow
So dark and deep, hollow
Hallowed not with in your self
Seeking comfort and confirmation 
from the outside

yet.....

Never letting it enter
fully...it must squeeze through
forcing itself in...
Not unlike
the light entering in the spaces between
wooden slats
and shining in where the door slides
over the floor
Pushing, shoving its way in
Only wishing to illuminate your
face
That beautiful
face...

Accepting the adoration..... gifted
Hungrily you gulp it down
Then retch it up
undigested
Can't keep the respect and love
down
Spewing it into the face of the
one who gave
Running away again....faster this time
from yourself

A trail of disconnected souls
behind you
Givers now questioning
The action
Of self love
When it was so grounded within
them before

Self pity
Self loathing
Once again.... donning
the heavy hero's clothing
Purging the pretty that has been
bestowed
Dishonoring the one who
bestows it

Buried.....
alive

How long can you run
before no one comes
to the rescue
Lost to your self
you shall be
Hard to find...so deep...away
from life itself

buried alive

Sunday, June 9, 2013

The Stone, The Rocks, and the Boulders




Jewel created
Under pressure
Over rated....
Jewels
Cost too high
life exploited and lost in the
hunting of
Diamonds.....too much blood
when the jewel is the
Bounty sought

Instead, let us seek
the honesty of gifting
love to ourselves
Stones and rocks...boulders
are bountiful
Wrap me a stone
Hang it from a cord
Place it around my neck....
then kiss me in the nape, like you do....
Yeah, like that

No jewel do I crave
Gift me:
A kiss
A touch
A moment shared
A single shadow thrown
long and lazy across the Universe
As we walk with the
stones and rocks
And boulders

Jewels.... I need them not
Too much blood
The treasures carpeting the Earth
below my feet
On my path
Gift me with those....
Lover

Gift those to me
As you walk it with me
As we paint the Universe in our
shadow single and long
and lazy...sweet like
black licorice
on our tongues