scarlet ribbon
weaving subtle and
low
against a prescient sky.
a muted flame
against a
chaos waiting
to be tamed.
Are you the one?
will you grasp fire?
will you dance
among fear
and desire?
or wait,
until the clouds shift
and the tempest
once again robs away
your gift.
Category: Poem
Moon Quilt
comfort,
dipped in stardust
with seams of magic,
slips away,
gently. and
Night's mystery
slides so soft, and
so surely into
the oblivion
of now, where nothing remains
but my fear
and
I
sweet perfection
the rattle of happy windows.
a whirl of bronze and yellow....
scratching,
and rustling.
jasmin and bougainvillea-
vainglorious till the end,
sigh under a cool breeze,
fading with dignity,
into this quilted pageant of decay.
and Night whispers
at midday,
"yes, you already know my name"
Velvet Steel
besotted by truth
and drowning in reality,
one heart mourns what could not be:
two souls cursed to cleave and be free.
hunger
bitter silence whets perfection.
yearning satisfies a sweet tooth.
yet,
even as absence feeds
the emptiness lingering within,
you my love,
are full
of becoming.
Terra Firma
Escoita!
she calls
to you,
yearning
for your return
to this place you knew not before.
terra firma.
Bound
in poetry and magic,
and the ethereal.
Steeped
in terrific fantasy,
and mystery manifest.
Seasoned
by tears
surrendered for lost sons.
Appreciated,
for her bounteous beauty
and wondrous delights.
Courted
by way
of this love
for you.
so listen, and
harken back
to the shadow,
to ancestral dream
and whispered rhythms.
rhythms your ancestors never
knew
they knew.
listen,
for you are home.
listen,
and let her fall
once more,
deep
into
you.
coaxing dawn
wound tight,
within the rounded corners of night,
a cacophony of silences cascades
over me,
inevitably interrupted
by the
tumble
of rain,
and possibility-
ingredients for
a beautiful new day.
if but this perfection could
last eternal,
in my heart and,
in the cold fire of your soul,
who knows to what heights this love may grow.
obtuse absurdities disguised in the esoteric and abstract
seeking infinity
in a
tumble of
words
and feeling,
the truth fails,
victim
to lust
and fear.
loosening the bonds
of need and
embracing the void
of love,
we fall
back
into ourselves
ready to soar once more.
Ria Rainbow
Dawn grasps
a wistful
smile as
Night slips sullenly
away,
dodging that spark
of tomorrow
painting the hills
with hope
and flame.
and above it all,
a bridge to pleasure.... leading
to treasure
unimaginable.
and so wish,
as you always should, and
follow that dream back
to
you.
still waiting
if only the darkness could feel
this silence...
but perhaps
so much fear, and loneliness, and
hope
live here
because Shadow knows
too well
the doubts and demons which float
among
the other things.