some kind of change
some kind of skin shedding
some kind of outgrowing the old
is going on
Dec21
Dec21
Envelope
Blushing.
Feeding the yearning.
Tears of desire
Sustain soul flowers growing,
Reaching for heaven.
Envelope love, my love.
Our
Hearts ecstasy
Overflowing.
Dec19
North Wind
The north wind always finds its way
Into my bones
Demanding me
Return
Home.
Dec18
Magnify
The first chord
And I am taken back
To days
Gone by.
Mamma cooking in the kitchen with
Her favorite apron on.
Her cheeks rosie
And heart full.
Dad sitting back on the couch,
A big grin on his face.
Christmas records playing.
And laughter echoing
Through our
Tiny trailer insulated in snow.
Neighbors, friends and family crammed in every nook
As we celebrated
The holiday season.
(cigarette smoke filled the air and alcohol flowed amidst the peaceful chaos)
We could not help but touch for there
Was no room to hide.
We did not have much
But we had each other.
Ups and downs,
Good and bad.
We wore our love without shame.
Our humanness on the inside reaching out.
Pulling each other through the endless
Cold winter nights.
Each of us our own shade of light
Together creating a beacon to keep
Warm.
We magnified each others hearts with love.
Dec18
She could not
She could not find her way out of
The darkness.
She heard you calling,
Trying to guide
Her here and there.
But she could not decipher the language you Spoke.
And the paths.
Everyone constructs different paths,
Different maps.
And she does not understand them.
Their rules of speed and design.
When she is just herself.
She tries and tries to
Stay the course
But she ends up off the road
Muddy and beaten.
In shambles.
All they do is stare
And forget.
But I am still here.
Unseen.
Dec15
Mistaken
You would be quite
Mistaken
To read him like any other poem or prose
For his depths remain
Unexplored,
Mysterious.
You will quite possibly get lost
In your
Misinterpretation
Of his
Other worldly heart and mind.
You,
Left roaming and famished for more
Of someone you
cannot explain.
Dec15
Looking Up
Looking up through the trees
I am reminded
Heaven
Never leaves.
Dec14
On The Record Player
Dec14
Had Not
It pains me to know
That most mornings,
When you wake up,
You wish you
Had not.
Dec11
Claustrophobic
We watched the meteor shower
While laying on the hood of your car
Then went
Skinny dipping in the
Old gravel
Pit.
Bacardi
On my lips.
Stars reflecting
On the cool water.
A chill in the air
But we didn’t feel it.
We howled at life and raced each other
With every breath we took.
Jumping fences, we ran with no particular
Destination in mind.
Adrenaline laughter.
Nothing else mattered.
Crescendo.
Young and alive
We didn’t think to spend our nights confined by
Four walls
In a soft bed.
Our hearts claustrophobic.
Our spirits satiated.
Chole Into Diamonds 