Friday, March 09, 2007


she waits in velvet skies
so blue that hearts break
at the sight of her crystal tears
falling entranced dizzy glimmer
on our knees digging the dirt
clawing our pain shh

darkness is my sister
together we shall weep
never alone as we fade
as we melt into the fury
as we dive into the deepest deep
to be cradled to be blackened to be still

we who have hidden
who have closed the doors
& held tight to our secret fires
tending them in stolen moments
in silence in never never places

the sky the bluest black reflection Home

Thursday, March 08, 2007


honey kisses
in dreamers sighs
winters keep
of wish and warm

digging deep
finding roots
finding treasure
among the bones

huddled by fire
gaze travels worlds

sleep of hush
rebuild
recreate
rebirth

incubate



swept away
on a rush of emotion
thoughts spilling into forms
dancing the circle swirling bodies

hiding behind faces of stone

the rose so fragile in the moonlight
taken too quickly leaves her mark

blood warm wise living a tear descends
to the lips to taste the pain of truth


petals fall forgotten
love me
love me knot

love me
love me not forever

the wind scatters the words silenced

the night cradles the lonely

wrapped in tales of a thousand encounters

sleep only a doorway to vast landscapes

i travel softly i go on

Like a ghost at the window
a tap subtle stir within

a vision of hungry clouds
angry charging tempting sea

she rises raging
to swallow to consume

hands reach out for salvation

who can know in such moments

whether a door found is an exit

or a comforting illusion

a dream within dream

a divine choking joke

sometimes the lines are faded

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

spilling over




Arch & brow
salty the tear spent
there is no illusion in the waters
heavy the copper reaches bottom
you have laid yourself upon the threshing floor
to be measured as grains of sand
the dark green glass in the window holds a flower
daisy chains, letters unwritten
that float, that hover
Robins egg, specks of color in your moist eyes
You can cry mister, you can break
we'll dirty our faces with the dust of grave
and sit as still as Angels among the markers
There are Prophets among the stones
that rise as evening drinks the sky
upon my bare arms cool voices beckon
a shiver and a flash & to be flooded
like a river drunk on the rain
hushed, barely heard, my tongue is conducted by saints
the waters spill upon the page



do you remember

who I AM

feathers scorched by son

salamanders we discover

under stones where we explore privately


the falconer

his arm steady

needs not eyes for seeking


O virginia in my blood

skyline driven

whiskey n train whistle

lovers finding comfort in youth

each a stitch

piecing me into being

Goddesses with ivy hair

hands of fae upon the cradle

silent woman red

knows the heart

speech

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

coo


a rap upon the door its morning

wood n chime metallic windsong

a wrinkle upon the waters serene

it seems i have stepped down from a dream


eyes wide open

dancing out loud

sun warms the skin

the heart bursts a thousand times


we walk without chains

and speak without flinching

seen, known, held in open hand


a flower opening its that simple


the stumbles are slow motion

the untended shades the wild brambles

shrink with the knowledge of the heart

and i dust myself off I dust MYSELF off


and there are times i feel to turn to you silently

to reach out and touch your worried face

as milk that soothes the child in the man


i could sink into the blue of your eyes

and spend eternity at your side


in only a moment a breath no seperation



i saw a dove today

this heart a tinder box

forever near to flame

& from ashes eyes rise

in my shiny new skin aglow


let me fly let me fly

here without wings

here without wings

Monday, February 26, 2007



golden the dusk settles

Holy Queen Sea sprays with laughter

Strange Woman barefoot on the Edge

bound by her own hand

liquid textures shaping hard realities

life collects in tiny pools

universes in a droplet

Eternity leaks from Her Cup

Red is the elixir
Red is the Jewel
the fiery tongue
the warm awakening

Entheos
Full

the form sways
to forget itself

a Receiver of the Dancing Gods

a Conduit of the Spiritual current

Everything Touched
turns to Gold turns to Gold

Honey drips from her fingers

petals fall crimson in the night

leaving our scent

she follows the Calling of the Lord

in leaps and in furied gestures

She embraces the nature around her

like a cloak is His presense

and your domination has no meaning

Your arrows do not break the skin

torn apart is the illusion

with her own hands with her own hands

Your ripped to shreds
beauty lay sleeping on the green Earth

with red lips that taste of wine and dream

Sunday, February 25, 2007

m8


the snakes upon

his nakedness

dance

turbulent sun

wears no other

beneath the ripple

we touch

our songs of shell n fire

wait not

dissolve the wish

upon the tongue

of he who names you

feed him all of your heart

and receive only then

the ripened fruit

of returning

fire belly

& Angels sleep

a kiss

upon your eyes

no dream remains

we expand and contract

to allow the dancing frequencies

I AM thirsty from breath

& drunk on lovers wine

shattered glass

stained

by lights passage

floating upon space

untethered

your image changes

i do not reach to correct

only hold out

my open hand

a perfect drop

the tear

the rain

flood my being

and i drown

in the silence

of recognition

Saturday, February 24, 2007

keyhole

shimmer scale n gasoline
thru the keyhole what the eye can't see

the truth of me is slippery
behold & i'm gone back to sea

the split of woman
a creature between worlds

half the dream of yourself
mother sister lover wench

half the woman in your hands
flesh blood bone n breath

can i speak now? can i speak
can i break the spell and still be received?

as you fall to earth
as you fall to earth

where your heartbeats drum
sole to soil
blood in vein

Now you shall Live
no dream remains

that is the kiss of love

that is the truth

woken beauty not thorn of sleep

petals open fragile the rose

and desire often breaks the frame of man

and desire Often breaks the frame of man

but the song remains

and we dance we dance

the language of Bees

guardians



Knight of scale & foam of sea
the capacity to give
an empty cup RAISED
your lips parched from journeys length
O lover
O sister
your shield is offered so sweetly
a peacock that has lost all vanity
spreads in service most high

heavy is the pierced flesh
the heart, your heart knows the sword, my friend
tears will wash away the clouds

i see a garden path
full bloom and unafraid
holy blood & holy water


open your hand