Hold her name in your mouth.
Roll it around on your tongue;
Swallow it whole.
Now wake.
Breathe if you must.
Jul27
Category Archives: poem
Jul22
Matters
There are soul matters at work here
You do not yet
Comprehend.
Have faith.
Welcome peace within and without
As you breathe,
With every thought
And each step.
Wonder awaits your discovery.
Love is only bound by the restrictions you believe and create.
It is up to you how
To proceed and when you
Wish to take responsibility for
Your own
Mind and heart.
Jul16
Drawn
I see your chest rise,
An intake of breath as our eyes meet.
Drawn together
Instinctively before we can blink in recognition.
And the blood courses through my veins,
I can feel yours doing the same.
This quaking within;
An
Electrifying surge created resonates
Beyond people and places known as these Bodies come together.
Magic.
A supreme stillness overcomes my soul
And settles the melding.
We cannot stop what was set in motion
Before time itself
Nor
Do we wish to.
Jul6
Burst
Sunrise held on to
Her gold
And silver hues
Mighty well this morning,
Until
Bursting forth with the power of
her glorious light,
All else relented and bowed
Upon her return.
Warmth and brilliance now
Bathe my body and dance with my soul.
Jun29
Aloud
Mountain summer night.
Watching the stars wink in and out of sight.
The breeze
Brushes a wisp
Of my hair into my mouth
And I throw my head back
Laughing aloud
At the illusions.
Jun26
Dust
Call me a silly girl
If you will
I just don’t care anymore.
And i was tied to the riddles of your mind too long
Crawling along on my hands and knees
Finding scraps and pieces;debris.
Forgetting who I am,
My heartbeat ceased.
Now i am rolling the dice,
Look and tell me what you see.
You won’t even look at me.
I am tired of lie after lie.
Call me a slow girl
If you will,
I just don’t care anymore.
Left or right
It don’t make no difference.
I was a fool in the beginning
I ain’t
A fool no more.
Blink and
I disappear.
And all i see is dust in my
Rear view mirror.
The wreckage of me reassembling.
Jun25
So Much
I am gone and they don’t
Even know it.
And
I am no stranger
To
The wolf nor bear
Yet each time I meet them it is as if
The first encounter.
They have so much yet to teach me.
Jun24
Ghost
I am just a ghost.
Transparent.
Silent.
Still.
Dead and gone.
Feeling your
Warm lips upon my cheek
I come alive.
Blood pumps and I exhale.
Flesh
In color now;
Reanimated.
Jun9
Life
Camping taught me
A lot about life and love.
Building a fire after the
Rain takes patience and
Persistence;
Kindling, desire for heat
And the tiniest of sparks.
Jun6
Rain
Dry earth
Gets thirsty,
Now
Summoning the rain.
When I
Am parched
I whisper your name.
Here raindrops
Fall softly on the roof,
The sweet smell of damp leaves fills
The room,
And here I am
drowning
In
Thoughts of you.
Chole Into Diamonds 