Lake eyed, seeking sophisticated lines in experience only thisbig . Bonsai finger, reaching, one, two, three un, deux, ,trois A B C Flaring YES FLASH Concept IGNITION! . The mother heated, pressing, liquidity tidal primal OH to tend not bind OH to guide not dam OH to love not bury . Sidestepping yieldingContinue reading “Big Spirit Remembering”
mesmerising Eavesdropping I am on conversation seen between leaves, shhhhhhhhhhhh ears widen in pink anticipation blinking birds take wing through fresh clouds they arrow sight is lost my face whipped, stinging, singing raw joy love in this moment this expressive impressive morningContinue reading “Diamond Light”
Chest frosted over claiming winter stories . Unfolding flakes of pretty ice clutch fragile hands . a formidable posing but seasons shift . Spring penetrates, proposing adventure . Stirring pots of colour array with toffee possibilities . Let sun dust your chest, sweeping ancient glaciers to slide a river of clean delight.
Feet and art make I (n) den tati on the earth the heart is large and deep thinking the hull, buoyant and safe the smile sometimes steel sometimes butter squeezes in between words like itatoron do flying fish have feathers ? Owls tell me father’s secret his love is not hollow noise but like airContinue reading “Sand and Feathers”
Pretty birds and vines, embroidered simplicity reveal perfect lines and puppetry. . Orange-yellow blossoms warm toes on tiles will not mask your human steam, your spirit perfume. . You of naked information cannot hide nor burn, but, in candid ambiguity, only delight.
His lips are gin he likes her her hips are pages her shoulders smile his fingers ink her feet are light his arms are wings her heart is sky her face is still his eyes the moon she is tide time is clay
Fill me Fill me Empty I am But a vessel Fill me . Leave me to my filling . Fix me fix me cracked I am seeking . Sea king Of vessels Fix me . I am space I am a vessel Fill me fill me I am near full tear full I filter (rContinue reading “The Vessel”
her heart bled salt an ocean’s tears to fill a crimson jar love sang deep in cold dark night and caught a falling star the swallow called from rusty eaves to ask for gentle rest while fingers touched the tears he kissed that fell upon her breast
Wrong? Wrong!? AH………wrong……… ring a ding ding ring a ding dong big dong little dong here a dong there a dong everywhere a ding dong wrong to sing a song of a dingly dangly dong scary best be wary wrong might get us wet us stick out it’s tongue at us pick a fight wrongContinue reading “Wrong”
I cannot speak, my mouth is full of coins I cannot cry or beg only muffled longing and eyes. . I cannot spit or barely breathe for the tumbled gold between my teeth, there is love making and revelry that leaves me cold and choking. . I cannot eat my lips a drum,Continue reading “I Cannot Speak”