Tag Archives: Poetry

illuminate

sometimes we may catch a glimpse 

of that which is so near –

illuminated by fear –

but still, if only brief

we are called to honor our grief
our hidden natures, inside shadows

our parts which forget to breathe . . . 

among us, these, our lessons
captivate, taunt, contemplate –

until we forget but then we’re reminded

struck by brilliance, so close –

sometimes even bolts ⚡️ coming down 

to shatter us,  Awake *

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the miracle

when the earth spins

mandalas grow

webbed with our intentions

dancing spirits around a flame

burning, the core

(inside our names)

… and the moon watches over us

carefully and grins

as our stories begin

then die, and recycle again …

its gleaming eye bearing witness of

our chants –

blessed with dreams while we dance –

and the circles flow,

mandalas grow:

illuminating life within

we have yet to know.

Pinky

I had a whole altar set up
in your name –
your face and mine, dancing
adorned by crystals and flowers
space dedicated to you –
you

I Love You
where have you been
don’t you remember
you were my partner
in lives before

but now there is nothing
where did you go
I call your name you don’t answer
as if I hurt you
as if I killed you

you have taken from me
your entity
yet we both walk this earth
blind
until we find each other –
why this time
do you force us apart

my human ego was so hurt
I said goodbye long ago
what is this disgust you show
I’m here too
don’t you know –

I had an altar.
Forgotten now
from a friend that once was
and a sister before –

how many lives must we live
in this spiral ’til you see
what you seem to like
to do to me

let me go
or love me too
our karma is too deep
for my spirit to let you keep
the abandonment, the power
bloom then dead
like a flower

Tell me once then no more
whisper it – you whore
we switched places in this life
you gave me your strife
and this duty I’ve borne
while you judged and looked on;

but it all means nothing.

On the infinite scale we’ll keep going
until time stops, or we do…
until next time

when we start again and we find
traces of what we’ve left behind

mother wolf

time bends
your voice curls
deep; its rhythms
on my soul
through delicate ears
lends –
what ive once known
from in the sphere
back into presence, here:

like moon twinkles
and shadows
delight, sprung with life
character –
seen just at night –
voice
fades and carries
over ripples
thru eons with light –
stretching across
these many lives …

until suddenly
we stumble back
a magnet filled with
familiar sights, and
Regina
mother wolf, i
humbly beckon
with me, Come:
much work have we
to do
before this journey is forever
done

Don’t Forget. 

life – returns
with a rush of cold thru my veins
caffeine-fueled poetry;
spectacular strangers
i sense before they show
wait around corners for me;

i need love
i need wind and ice
and mountains
making my crunches
today –
with you but far
atop a mountain;

spirit invades the air around me
the rush
the tears
i feel you, here –
but i dont know you
or do i?

patience.
stir with a flurry of flutter
and flakes
dont forget
warmth –
you are this, heat
you are –
all solid; all strength
in one.

dont forget.

connected. 

(this is for you- yes, you)

My body is separated
leaking into outer realms filled
with color
as I close my eyes and spin
watching my thoughts dance around me
I become one with my soul
and jump into their minds
I know who they are
and what they’re thinking
connected by forces beyond my control
and slowly, I go insane.

Crazy in everyone else’s head
I explore
in touch with my dreams, feeling
their power
I am watched by thousands
of faces
never lifting their eyes
and they know who I am
what I’m thinking
because into their world
I am falling.

Remember

 

You must see,
what you’ve found in me
i cannot explain,
we are from the past
waiting upon what is present
waiting for the future
that is now –
yet now we are here
and we are lost

You come from my past –
a recognized face
yet now our memories
have been erased
as i see you now
you are a new person –
as so am I –
yet our souls are connected, still;
and we are blinded
to images of our past
in a time so long ago –
we lived
and we met
and we danced in the moonlight –
falling into love, forbidden, showered
by silence
of the stars
and we kissed

and now
what you see in me
is a flicker from that past
hidden by layers of years
and new beginnings
though you still can’t see
what was held between you and me
what we shared, what we saw
what we felt…
why was I chosen
to remember, when you can’t