She is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She learned her hands in a fairy tale, And her mouth on a valentine. She has more hair than she needs; In the sun ‘tis a woe to me! And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading intoContinue reading “Witch-Wife”
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Loss of a family
I miss my parents tonight. Growing up a Jehovah’s Witness they were my entire world. Our little congregation was all I knew. My father, a pilot, a machinist, a pirate, a fascinating big-hearted man. My mother a hippie, nature-loving, passionate, creative artist. All of course within the confines of the expectations of the religion. MyContinue reading “Loss of a family”
Leo
As a child I’d laze in sunbeams, My head on my chin as my teeth gnawed blades of grass from the garden Staring lost in the gaze of my mom’s regal Magnificent Leo We grew up together, he and I, on the lap of my mother, Two kittens drunk on the sweetened milk Of theContinue reading “Leo”
Lightly
Slowly lightly she creeps in stealthily Her claws around the pane Skin rough like the moon she slides Her heavy belly over the flagstones Breaths pushing ancient lungs she Is the wind wheezing gently over sweetgrass She is the first smile a girl makes She is hope knowing the sun shines to her again InContinue reading “Lightly”
Eclipse, December 21, 2010
It’s a goodbye….to see the shadows of this Earth eat up the moon tonight Early morning is so still and calm, the darkness of the water in the creek a mirror To the orb above, awaiting her cloak. Moon sighs down at us and smiles. The creek burbles, carrying on its life Little wriggling beings oblivious toContinue reading “Eclipse, December 21, 2010”
Do Not Be Domesticated
Do not be domesticated. You were born with the moon in your blood And owls know your true name. Howl in everything you do, even if it is silent. Leave wakes of energy behind you That smell of fresh rain and teardrops. Hidden wildlings recognize you, Shouldering out of the shadows, Nuzzling the folds ofContinue reading “Do Not Be Domesticated”
Bittersweet
Open your bitter, your sweet, I pry your heart open as I ease up your ankles, Beg me to stop, you don’t mean a word you say, Your thighs betray you, woman. Your breath is my beacon, I keep my eyes open, slide them over your hidden kisses, Pupils so dark I’ll drown, I biteContinue reading “Bittersweet”
“But she who dares not grasp the thorn, should never crave the rose.” ― Anne Bronte
I kept at it, my palm sticky and wet red, Grabbing again and again, until I changed hands, My right my left The wounds grew jagged and wept and dried black On the edges. I’d been doing this a long time now, Even though the flower had thrown me away she was the one whoContinue reading ““But she who dares not grasp the thorn, should never crave the rose.” ― Anne Bronte”
Bloom
when you pass the mirror, do your eyes only see the light behind you afraid to catch your own eye then you’d have to forgive yourself heart so big it echoes the skies, storming down jagged arrows of anger while you burn so deeply you only smell soot afraid of your own voice because itContinue reading “Bloom”
The Invitation
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.I want to know what you ache forand if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you areI want to know if you will risk looking like a foolfor lovefor your dreamsfor the adventure of being alive. ItContinue reading “The Invitation”
A Burd in Flight 