hope,
sowed with wind
and cold,
and
missed sunsets.
hope,
buried deep in the dirt
of persistence,
and luck.
hope,
watered from
your soul’s fount.
hope,
protected,
and left to run
wild.
hope so tended,
bears such big dreams….
the stuff of legend.
ha!
hope,
sowed with wind
and cold,
and
missed sunsets.
hope,
buried deep in the dirt
of persistence,
and luck.
hope,
watered from
your soul’s fount.
hope,
protected,
and left to run
wild.
hope so tended,
bears such big dreams….
the stuff of legend.
ha!
painted
and
tickled pink,
Sky blushes
-immodest and proud.
Mother,
bless us,
as
we dip into the night
and free ourselves
of need
and desire.
and stoke
that devilish
need
to conspire
with those naughty
pleasures
that simply inspire
love,
for all that is real.
love,
for nature’s raw appeal.
love,
for a tender touch.
love
for the sake of love alone.
gratitude
before surprise.
Heron squawk
at
big
beautiful
tender eyes.
trees whispering through my head-
my heart knows exactly what they said.
magic persists deep
in this quiet,
to ravish
dreamers
and lovers in
an orgy of inspiration
& delight.
and then the moon rises.
pounding
against cold morning air.
wings of wonder
carry him west,
alone.
as his brothers
skeined south,
across the winter sky,
he alone
sought a new way.
lost with purpose
and confused
with passion,
he beats furiously
at the past
until he weeps.
and then beats some more.
they call him wise
and ask for direction.
they call him wanderer
and beg for tales.
but they never call him
friend,
and offer love.
but,
on this day,
the future calls.
perhaps peace awaits-
for some short time.
fly my friend,
and thank you.
hot air
blurs
and shimmers,
confusing truth
with
fantasy,
and desire.
stripped
of flame
or the want
of a touch,
moments of clarity
last an eternity.
focus blindly
in this dark
with no moon to
light your way,
and your destiny
will come to you
-to laugh.
fool of a man,
you are the fire
you are the source of all desire.
fear not the confusion
fear not to fall
fear not
fear not
fear not at all
trust in that inferno
seething within your chest.
fear not to give
light to the dark.
give your gifts.
give your love.
save your pain
but gift your all.
the world
needs
you.
i
need
you.
cold clarity invites death.
live a little, and
come
burn with me
you little devil-
come burn and dance and dream to the sounds of fiery rapture.
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.
cocks crow and donkeys bray.
wiping the sleep
away from my eye, i see
the sun setting in the morning sky.
what devilry!
what splendor!
what wonders await?
i pull on my mask,
to play the game.
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.
past the
fresh turned up dirt
of plowed field,
the trees beckon.
beneath their shadow
lies the challenge.
what fears lurk beyond?
Moon,
bright and beautiful,
caresses you
with a phantom touch:
soothingly magical,
but
not
really
here.
what fears lurk within?
i turn,
compelled by the acrid
pull of the hearth.
to drink my tea,
and dream.