Old Souls Fly Far

December 2, 2019 ~ nomisyar ~ Leave a comment

a thirst for adventure
but not the water in your bowl.
…
a hunger for affection
but not meat and bones.
…
you have appetites still,
that this world cannot fill.
so prepare to continue on your way.

preparing yourself.

preparing us.

why must you go
and leave me?

so many journeys we’ve taken
together.
but on this one,
you go
alone.

you will live in my heart, and my sweet memories
(of course that’s what they ALL say),

but
I want your stinky fur in my nose.
I want your cold nose pressed to my neck.
I want to see you run
free,
constantly teaching
me how
to be a free
being.

But your job is done:

My soul IS free.
My heart is full.
My most precious treasure,
protected, safe, and STRONG.
we are wiser
for you.
for you,
my lovely beast.

lost in this world, but
for you.

thank you

Rules of the Game

November 28, 2019November 28, 2019 ~ nomisyar ~ Leave a comment

there are none.

seriously.

there is only
you
+
love.

so don’t plan…

dont
ever
plan-
She doesnt like that.

you cannot be a Mistress
or a Master
of the Universe. (She is not the obedient type)

take your journey
and
walk your path
but
at some point
(most likely many points)
She will roundhouse kick you in the face
with life; or
She will drop kick you in the back of the head
with Love;

so go ahead and plan, for a giggle.
or,
set sails full
and let Her
take you
to
where you need to be.

Riverlands

November 24, 2019November 24, 2019 ~ nomisyar ~ Leave a comment

trickles
of
hope slip
twixt pebbles
and dreams.

life
moves
on:
downstream.

here i am
standing in this river with you.
feeling
life
push by.

i will fall,
and float
away,
into the realm
of dreams
made real.

come,
if
you
dare.

Puppy Love

November 21, 2019November 21, 2019 ~ nomisyar ~ Leave a comment

sometimes,
it means slobber filled kisses,
or
heavy soulful sighs
as the
crackling fire
hisses.

you are tamed wildness:
bottled lightening on tap.

you are my big furry Bear
and i am yours,
always.

Routes

October 23, 2019October 23, 2019 ~ nomisyar ~ Leave a comment

a missed connection
takes me
takes everything
closer, to where
I did not know
I needed to go.

familiarly,
&
gingerly,
blind fingers linger
and play
on strange keys,
worn from countless others
yet sweet to my touch.

but,
a horn blows,
and reconnecting paths appear,
filled with old stagnant fears.

i close my eyes…..

sipping infinity

May 28, 2018 ~ nomisyar ~ Leave a comment

Moon’s light slips through
time
and night
to touch me
and to
touch you
with whispered answers
to the
questions asked
from a silent place.

FoxBorough

January 16, 2017January 16, 2017 ~ nomisyar ~ Leave a comment

pittering
(too busy to patter)
skurrying &
slinking.
daintily
magically
fearfully,…
trickstery.

stopping
in order to
sniff
my heart’s intent,
he turns to go-
and turns again
to
sniff some
more.

Keeper of secrets
and mysteries,
and this boy’s imagined
histories.

Guardian
of misty nights,
and impromptu
smiles.

Mr. Foxy Fox,
welcome home,
to the castles,
and pyramids
of my mind.

A Kiss

August 20, 2016August 20, 2016 ~ nomisyar ~ Leave a comment

The long drawl of cicada song: hundreds of crescendos, and not one diminuendo.
woodpecker’s pounding is accentuated by dropping acorns.
Robins and cardinals and finches and catbirds each offer brief, yet impassioned solos. a night heron croaks in, right before bed, and two fish sound the cymbals across the glassy stillness.
Dragonflies dance to these luscious sounds of summer, drunk with a lust, and a need unquenchable, they fly in tandem, fulfilling Summer’s ripe promise.

and

two Lovers,

amidst this perfect symphony.

exchange a KISS.
a KISS

to answer that singular question,

that will usher in a lifetime

of mutual discovery, sensualism,

revelations, freedom, and….
oh, but for a kiss