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="">3>
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
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
#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...
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
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
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 !
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
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 deep, steamy 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
and beg with your deep, steamy 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
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.
Because, really, that is all that matters.
#werealltryintobefree
after they have betrayed you?
stripped your honor for an hour?
Blind, to all but their beauty.
Because, really, that is all that matters.
#werealltryintobefree
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?
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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