On the breath of angels
who whisper secrets of your might
I rise through the dark night's fog
to this place where I dance
til the sun lights my face
You are so different here
maybe this is where you belong
Morning did not wake me
today... I remain
lingering in the solid fog
as if this dream is
my awakening
Kiss me goodbye
Maybe I will see you
another time
when I come flying by, lifted
on the breath of angels
...whisper your secrets to me
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, March 29, 2014
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Immortal
Alone in the night
as
the fog sets in
The dark can't see
what
is haunting me
Abandon(ed) old heart still
beats
as
the fog sets in
The dark can't see
what
is haunting me
Abandon(ed) old heart still
beats
steadfast and bold
Daring to impugn the face of
pain
Hey, it's only love-
It'll
come 'round again
Daring to impugn the face of
pain
Hey, it's only love-
It'll
come 'round again
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Angel fire
Liars are thieves who twist reality to fill their needs
for acceptance, domination, "love" or possession
never knowing what their greed has done.
But I have lied too, unaware of consequences
and I walked away empty, having robbed you too
******
Love is seeing another through g()d's perfect eye
in heaven's perfect light
there is nowhere
there is nothing
that is not love
******
I can see you now, perfectly, because You are beautiful
because I am too
Ajna:illumination, visualization, imagination, dreams, insight, intuition
for acceptance, domination, "love" or possession
never knowing what their greed has done.
But I have lied too, unaware of consequences
and I walked away empty, having robbed you too
******
Love is seeing another through g()d's perfect eye
in heaven's perfect light
there is nowhere
there is nothing
that is not love
******
I can see you now, perfectly, because You are beautiful
because I am too
Ajna:illumination, visualization, imagination, dreams, insight, intuition
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
In the darkest night
The direction of my gaze abruptly pivoted skyward
As I remembered to look for a shooting star
As if there was a sale on sky lights
Heaven displayed its abundance of wealth and wonder
My eyes scanned the vast canvas
But were drawn to the line of mountains
Which cut the sky as waking cuts through dreams
As if kissed by g()d I longed to see that shooting once again
As I remembered to look for a shooting star
As if there was a sale on sky lights
Heaven displayed its abundance of wealth and wonder
My eyes scanned the vast canvas
But were drawn to the line of mountains
Which cut the sky as waking cuts through dreams
As if kissed by g()d I longed to see that shooting once again
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Pretty Please
Awww c'mon Love
I've been waiting so damn long
been down on my knees, praying
and righting all my wrongs
Think about it, Love
sling your arrow straight toward me
with its quick-witted piercing
let it take me down, let it make me bleed
Can you hear me, Love
whether I cry, whisper, beg or shout?
Either take this aching away
or find a way to help me out
Find me one with a kind heart
one that beats for me, out loud
send him straight toward me for I swear,
Love, this time I will do you proud
Oh Love, come call on me
I've been waiting so damn long
been down on my knees, praying
and righting all my wrongs
Think about it, Love
sling your arrow straight toward me
with its quick-witted piercing
let it take me down, let it make me bleed
Can you hear me, Love
whether I cry, whisper, beg or shout?
Either take this aching away
or find a way to help me out
Find me one with a kind heart
one that beats for me, out loud
send him straight toward me for I swear,
Love, this time I will do you proud
Oh Love, come call on me
Friday, March 14, 2014
My runaway shadow
The dream where you swept in and saved me
from the dreariness of happiness as
some believed happiness would be
Do you remember how we once left to save ourselves?
As if the love of another could have made or broke us
In the light I can see now that staying here in your fire
is the only way to save me from burning
the only way to believe in love is not
to require the love of another,
but to know the holiness of your own omniscient soul
your own shining salvation
no question left
Give
give it all away
Only that is love
I know this is true
because I saw it in your own face
when you were looking at me
Your "ordinary" goodness made me
realize how common love really is, and
not just some slumber's illusory dreams
played in time with the swollen breath of my lullaby
blowing out the candles, the night becomes me
You save me
from myself each time you hold me up so high-
where I can feel my own abounding heart
Love is like that
from the dreariness of happiness as
some believed happiness would be
Do you remember how we once left to save ourselves?
As if the love of another could have made or broke us
In the light I can see now that staying here in your fire
is the only way to save me from burning
the only way to believe in love is not
to require the love of another,
but to know the holiness of your own omniscient soul
your own shining salvation
no question left
Give
give it all away
Only that is love
I know this is true
because I saw it in your own face
when you were looking at me
Your "ordinary" goodness made me
realize how common love really is, and
not just some slumber's illusory dreams
played in time with the swollen breath of my lullaby
blowing out the candles, the night becomes me
You save me
from myself each time you hold me up so high-
where I can feel my own abounding heart
Love is like that
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Can I be still and still be me?
I would rather be g~d's breath
crawling across the earth
or the place of fruitful death
resigned to new day's birth
where fences are mended
and tatters un-torn
where wounds come unwrapped
as wisdom is born
where fear is unwelcome
and love is life's toy
where the feast is not crumbs
but a platter of joy
Be still and know that I am...
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
the recurring nightmare
Lingering under the covers
listening to the morning rain
I was witness to the dim light's gentle urging,
like a mother's soft touch
within a whisper she shouts, wake up!
This one is about 6 years old. Still as poignant and painful as ever. Maybe even more so. Maybe. . . I'm the one who needs to wake the fuck up.
listening to the morning rain
I was witness to the dim light's gentle urging,
like a mother's soft touch
within a whisper she shouts, wake up!
This one is about 6 years old. Still as poignant and painful as ever. Maybe even more so. Maybe. . . I'm the one who needs to wake the fuck up.
wake up you sleepy bear
wake up the morning’s here
the light shines through
that cracked old door
and sprays across the dusty floor
wake up Rumplestiltskin
wake up- this day is new
the coffee’s on
the eggs are done
the break-fast table waits for you
wake up, sleepy head
wake up before it's night
the sun is warm
outside we’ll run
take my hand and feel the light
Sunday, March 9, 2014
little yellow dream
Lay on me your heavy
let me bathe in its newness
its ripeness and its fullness
let it lift me up
and make me something
more than I was thinking
that I would ever be
Let it make me... y
o
u
r
s
Aww c'mon. Let's go be like one force of life that is meant to shine.
I'll be yours if you'll be mine. Well that's kind of like deciding that you'll let the sun shine. We're all just here walking each other home...
Thank you for taking the time to get to know me and to wonder what it's like to be me.
let me bathe in its newness
its ripeness and its fullness
let it lift me up
and make me something
more than I was thinking
that I would ever be
Let it make me... y
o
u
r
s
Aww c'mon. Let's go be like one force of life that is meant to shine.
I'll be yours if you'll be mine. Well that's kind of like deciding that you'll let the sun shine. We're all just here walking each other home...
Thank you for taking the time to get to know me and to wonder what it's like to be me.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Turning oh!ver
Writing my wrongs in this black box of shame
Humming some hims to erase all the blame
Kneeling before you, I’s lowered in shame
As pen-nance releases my runaway game
Whisper my seek-ret through these cuts in the steal
Where you hear me, and hold me and tell me to feel
So I squirm, then erupt as I rise to my heals
Shedding shame’s ugly skin, for flesh's a-peel
Holding me farther away from your hearth
where my lips cannot bellow your prodigal spark
Where our fire dares not flare to then fall apart
Hold me close to the flame, let me lie by your hearth
Righting your wrongs in this black box- no shame
Kneeling before me, you bowed down and I came
I dream of melting your tower of shame, as
I burn slowly, impassioned- please don't dampen this flame
Til you gush your secrets through the hole in this fence
The wall crumbles between us, as we move to confess
Shedding all of the wrongs, we move on to the best
In the light of this love, we are truly the blessed
Til you gush your secrets through the hole in this fence
The wall crumbles between us, as we move to confess
Shedding all of the wrongs, we move on to the best
In the light of this love, we are truly the blessed
Pen-nance: The act of writing your wrong
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