wishful balderdash

dancing
on the tip
of perfection:
electric sliding
to ecstasy.

 
a heavy heart is full
of love…
but love
is light….
so come laugh with me,
and let’s cha-cha-cha
all
night long.

 

 
hope lifts you right up
to sip from angels’ cups.
deprivation inspires,
and the deprevation sparks fires.

 

 
celebrate
and love
and then celebrate some more.

 

 

 

miracle, a solstice plea

time slips
to a pause.
see? nothing but
a deep blue cracked moment.

shards of possibility
carefully scattered
under the bright cold sun.

i seek the wisdom…
no.
i seek the magic of the earth spirits,
i seek answers
i seek solutions
i seek to realize the truth i already know
i seek a way to seek no more.

so close
yet worlds apart,
perhaps my journey does not end here?
holes in my shoes
right through the soul.
i don’t want to walk
anymore.

so,
deep spirits, who light this darkest day.
come,
and fill me with your mischief
and wonder.
come, and light my way.
so i may see
the happy ending
i desperately seek,
and make a new beginning.

ascendant

in the
small quiet
within,
i hear the cold
grip of destiny
chuckling.

a struggle against the light
a struggle against the dark
a struggle wrought of fear
a struggle with no end

others
do not see
me.
they are blinded
by the tears shed from their own struggle.
but still they would guide me in their fear.

no thank you.

i shall love the struggle,
and hear it melt away.

i will love the pain,
and see my soul rise.

i may love another,
and feel their soul rise.

i must love myself,
and then,
i might just fly

footsteps (II)

 

 

the familiar clapping
of bats’ wings cloud my eyes.

i’ve been here before.

hoofprints in the snow,
from whence i have come.

i’ve been here before.

sorrow’s bitter twang
does not sound here,
because,
you see,
my friend,
I’ve been down this road,
before.

fear rules a tender heart,
but a fierce one,
oh!
fear fears to touch that spark.

love can only grow,

with,
or
without,

love can only grow.

i’ve been down this road before
without compass, or guide.
i strut down this road today
with nothing left to lose.
i roll down this road alone
for only i know the way.

smilin’ optimystically

grinnin’ foolishly-
no shame at all

heart boomin’ like a U2 song

feelin’ more
than one
thousand
feet tall

knowin’
that the world
awaits my fire:
a blaze
whetted by
desire

 

all this
from a kiss-

shared by
our sincere lips
 

going home

home,
where dreamers
and lovers
rule
with velvet fists.

 

home,
where swallows and
dragonflies
scribble love notes
across the sky.

 

 

take me along that silvery path
that leads beyond the moon and stars,
where
unicorns and dragons play.

 

 

 

take me to that simple place
where love shines openly from my face.

 

 

that simple place
that fearless place
that eternal place
that sacred space

 
or,
close your eyes….
and let me take you there –
I promise, we won’t need go far.

Funk Soul Brother’s Incredible Kite

my heart is my soul’s favorite kite-
made of blood, guts,
and the stuff of stars.

it burns as high
as it flies hot.

from a realm of magic,
sometimes my kite brings back
anarchist words
to excite you
to frighten you
to caress you
to challenge you.

these gifts
freely i share.

but,
its my kite.