Reaching Being

 

 

 

 

extravagant

extreme

express train tracking

embracing

unfolding

fine articulating

emulating

entrancing

endeavouring straying

smarting

expounding

instrument playing

loving

warring

scarring

fleeing

glancing

glitching

unhitching feeling

failing

falling

flying

seeing

stretching

finding reaching BEING!

Blue Meadow Allowing

..

.

.

Blue moon

cocoon

FULL

tightening

burgeoning

fruiting

heart

.

Lips glossy

with

urgent whispering

and

wishing               wells

of childish

yearning                         eyes

full

crystal

caves

ever deepening

ever widening

infinitely

flowing                tunnels

to

full

splendid

flowering

and

blue meadow allowing

The Trapeziast

a flower

in the wind

caution

left swinging

she swoops,

like air

she circles

palms flared

upward space

alight

on

blue

universal pulsing

aero waltzing

to central beat

and the landing

but a whim

an extra

a bonus

a swelling

a rush

an art

she leaves her body swinging

 

Big Spirit Remembering

 

 

 

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

yielding

to

big spirit remembering

Diamond Light

 

 

 

 

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 morning moment

my heart splits in gentle tone

fine, musical wings expand,

to spin the length of space

 

mesmerising

 

diamond

 

light

Let Sun Dust Your Chest

 

 

 

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.

Sand and Feathers

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 air and sand

his guidance, life’s lion

like north point

fascinating,

magnetic, magnifi  (sent)

to me

.

Big GOD

or bird

fear (ce)

feet and feathers

His heart is my boat

.

In

the

beginning

My father’s

hand

(s)

and

feathers