Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Happy New Ear

For every person who ever stumbled across my path
falling victim to the version of want and need
I carefully sculpted myself to be, to simply feed me

I wish you could see me now, as I am here
barren of all rights to anything;
I give to you my secret love

Love, devoid of anything me,
all for the good thoughts of you,
that you will always be

ℐ ḉᾰℵ ℌℯᾰԻ ⑂✺ṷ ℵ☀ẅ!

<3 br="">

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

The quieted mind

Having read by many lights        in the dim sun or the brightest night
          You and I have known many things        some of them wrong, some a bit more enlightened
Seen many hearts and minds, some,       I thought I had somehow known, somewhere
Maybe once I knew you, maybe before you ever even knew yourself
Maybe you can show me something that I never knew I neeeded
to be something that life might choose to gift me, gift us
Show me your belly. I'm gonna kiss it anyway.
Give to me, so I can nibble your bounty
Graciousness, ours in our 
quiet hearts


#wordart 
#goodmorningBaby




Wednesday, December 21, 2016

swiss cheese

Why hold onto the need
to believe in
an irrelevant dose of "reality"

Don't buy into anyone else's reality
And certainly don't buy into your own
need ever, to be right

So many holes...where to begin...

Friday, October 14, 2016

the autumn leaves have got me thinking


Coots play their autumn games in the pond
which men desire to conquer, lest they bogey,
while their stogies’ smoke drifts past my window
Sitting broken, I watch their world shrinking
like the ink in our long lost letters





 

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

I always knew, that someday...

but I had no idea that I needed to stop thinking that I knew anything, before I could ever begin to know enough to just let love be.

Saturday, June 11, 2016

5.2 aftershock

I wanna be your light in the darkness
and your dark little laughters which make my belly quake

I wanna be your softness on this road
of spikes and nail-torn tires

I wanna be your friend for the ages
as we fill each others' sails

I wanna be your heart's great longing
over the years and across the miles

I wanna be your deepest passion,
obeying your deepest desires

I wanna be yours til
the end of time,
which, I believe, is where
I first knew you

Oh this sudden waking up with you, is so damn dreamy
you send me over the moon, Baby
every time I turn to you

Thursday, June 2, 2016

6/2/16

arouse.d as the dawn of night,
as if a dream, all at once, came true
where
beckoned not are the dreamers,
but rather, the ones who dare to live
here

Thursday, May 26, 2016

aged


You who dare not drink from this fountain of yoUth,
grace becomes you in those deep lines deepening
(just because yoUr smile enlightens everything)

I'm wondering, can you see me?
From way out there, beyond the scope of fleshy art,
my light beckoned for love, and only you heard me

Oh but maybe I've just lost my mind.
Was it because his heart roared in unison with the universal union
of light and peace in everyone, that I could finally hear again?

Saturday, May 21, 2016

Nom, nom, nom. Ahhhh. Stay, please.

In the sudden bang of thunder's cry,
I knew you in an instant

My belly shook as my knees went weak
my flesh felt as if melting away

No longer was I lonely like
his unheard, hidden song

I am different now, so are we
for you are not the same

Oh, come melt with me
in the desert night

You, the one who sang to me
You, with the heart-mending wiles


(...be my darkness, be my light...)

Pique a Boo

It wasn't a snap, crack or whistle
nothing was burnt up, nothing frozen
still, the dust of debris in the midst of this dream
could not dim the light of this morning
When our soul shouted as we
roared through the Universe


#youmakemytummyquake

Saturday, May 14, 2016

frozen fingers

Even in her mixed up mind
I somehow always knew
just how much she loved me,
but more so, how much she loved you

a diamond for a princess
whether from a king or cad
Burn down our invisible fences
which keep us from what we have

Tired of racing past these lessons
stopping abruptly with a halt that grinds
my guru crushed against the asphalt
I've killed again, this happy finding

You gotta stop and smell things
like burning rolls or rubber
Because every moment that your heart pings
makes it the best one, ever  

#wakeup !

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

blue-eyed dream

I was thinking that

it doesn't matter
whether
it's his or hers
theirs, mine or yours
in the end
all of the pain
all of the kindnesses
and all of the love
you receive
will all be ours

Saturday, April 30, 2016

crush.ed

I like the way you laugh with your eyes
and beg with your kisses

Your touch- what you make me feel
when you feel gently, my heart beating

I see, from your glance, that
your mouth declares your song

Especially when you laugh-
succumbing to your abandon

It all makes sense

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Bellafly

How do you step gracefully
when you're stumbling far away from hope?
No light, no guard rail
your words and thoughts packed their bags, too.
Is it time to leave this here,
this now; and find your faith in solace. Gone.

Gone from hopes and expectations is the only way to ever be free

When you see my dark, I hope you still feel my light
should we fall into a black hole, tunneling our way to the heavens
with a shove of love from the underbelly
which always speaks truth
Can you hear it with your heart?  Tongue numb,
beyond the boundaries of linguistic angles of understanding. What?

There is only so much to say, anymore. So now I do a lot of listening.

Listening works best in the dark while alone.
And it always brings me the warmth of the sun's light on my face
no matter how cold I can ever seem to be.

I'm not, though.
My warmth is hotter than ever.
Come warm your new wings in my ever-rising sun.

so that I may love you once again

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Seens of spring

How do you love someone
after they have betrayed you?
stripped your honor for an hour?
Blind, to all but their beauty.

Friday, March 11, 2016

Stop Hyding


Did you by any chance see
something fabulous in me, that helped you
grow the way you helped me?

Am I part of your darkness
or am I brightening your light, like
The way you make me glow, still?

Remembering those days when
I sat at your feast
of laughter, loving & ∊ḉ﹩☂ḁşẙ

Tell me now, please
that you have taken it all away from me,
Which of you, are you, really?


Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Do you know? Do you care?

in hell there is

no

escape from your

wild

little imagination

there

is only  truth

this

being it greatly,

life

is not this flesh

nor

this need for anything




your laughter danced like sugar on a shaky table, one blustery, pointless afternoon
why,  it was heaven...
what is it about wind that intoxicates me?





Sunday, February 7, 2016

In the warmth of golden light


May you be blessed
by
the eternal comfort of
Love
May I be comforted
by
an infinite love other than
what
I perceive to be my 
own
Before we say Farewell
I
hope I get to tell you my 
thanks
for being a part of my glorious
Life
The force which mingles my heart, laying
bare
with my emptied mind; my vulnerability, married to our
intimacy-
Ahhh--
this is
how we
grow


Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Little voices

Look at you, frantically grabbing at straws
too afraid to just go under
This air I breathe is all I need to
be with you;...whenever I want to

This time I think I'll want to need you, too

Only two of the same dumb mistakes
maligned to redesign this course
that I once thought, worth wishing for, but
Thinking is a fool's game


Saturday, January 30, 2016

The little web-steress writes her own definition

Maybe art is baring your feelings or knowledge; allowing others to feel safe in feeling their own. 

Masterpieces are created when you share the beauty of any or every thing, by evoking a sense of awe for a feeling that kisses your soul's essence, abruptly waking you up: delighting all your senses.

Tell me yours.


wake up

ᏕᏂᏋ ᏰᏝᎧᎧᎷᏕ!

 
I breathe you in
you breathe me out
my mind and heart as one
I fix my eyes on your big, blue eye
and with just one breath I
take you in, before
I come again,
to You and
Me


 "Flowers in her hair...flowers everywhere..."

Sunday, January 10, 2016

The New Moon

It was so dark last night.  There was nothing that I could see
My morning prayer was this:Change Me, please.  I want to be even better than what I've already become, to please the grandest love that has come to me.


#sheblooms




Last night I asked the angels

to show my love to me

to bring me to his splendor

awakened in my dream

Perched on the edge of a thick white cloud

I spread my wings and while calling out

you heard my song and then you came

and we danced across the sky
til

Morning's glory gently woke me

from my soft, green grassy nest

but she dared not take from me,

you, my greatest awakening

So I walked the path while the whispered

pleas wafted to me from the trees

The words, unclear, I could not hear

yet I knew they spoke of you, my dear
 then

 I ran through the streets

of this big, scary city

searching for you

in every nook and cranny

Scanning the faces of

each one in the masses and

Holding my breath til

each soul by me, passed
now

 I wait tired in the light

on the corner in the night

Oh angels, hear my prayer

One more time- please take me there


It's in the weave of the yin and the yang, the perfect blend of everything

Glowball warming

Before it was a river
Laid a dry and barren plain
Beneath the mountains’ towering
Slides to flash the falling rain

Before there was a mountain
Breathed land above the silent plates
Soon to erupt within the molten core
Unaware of its magnificent fate

Before it was a spinning earth
A mass of unfathomable light
Forced to be this world we see
Our pleasure, now our right

Before it was my light, my love
My name was always this
Conceived by the rain and cosmic pain
Life bore me, its daughter, BLISS

By the fire

Dark, bone-chilling morning
not yet turned to light
I reach for a match
which when struck, will ignite

A small stream of smoke
follows jumbling sparks
sweet yellow-orange flame
starts to burn through the dark

Midst the hissing and jumping
of the heat that runs through me
I yearn for your touch, your beauty
which you surrender so freely

and oh, you keep me warm

In reverence I bow at the
base of your fire,
cup my hands round your warmth,
stoking sweet, deep desire

Not one question arises
in this safe, cozy room
for engulfed are we in this
swift, rising plume


Sunday, January 3, 2016

#agiftisagiftisagiftisagift

not of the flesh
nor
dreamless night


neither there
yet
everywhere

are these sounds our hearts beating
or
the beauty of stars bursting wide

no sense glistens more
or
less than another when

We are here, You and I
in
the in-between

I remember that night I met him. He did not let me see him at all, until I somehow made him smile. I took it in. I felt, saw, smelled, tasted and swallowed it. You were delicious, Mr. Man. Within mere minutes we were laughing and talking so freely that I had no awareness of anything other than his story, his sweet and mellow voice, and some uninhibited laughter from both of us. See? You can fall in love with something in an instant. I have a collection of these beautiful moments from  people; some of whom I was very briefly acquainted. Some, even romantically.

#keeponrockininthefreedworld