Nightingale Rapture

    She of female colour works a cherry path tripping rainbow wind and flaunting a song, the nightingale rapture… A bountiful traveller, her bowl swimming, a vagrant obstreperous kite. This leonine hue, this invigorated sunrise, she is yolk. Woman spills from her delicate fingers, impolite yet forgiven as it falls. She of 1000 clouds and velvet womb, a

Sky Cat

The swoop and hoot of keen-eyed darkness king is precious obsidian weave . His swivelling ears perceive all things . The twitter and clicking of busy bee possums fail not to enter him . He is everything and deception no worthy opponent . His calm is silent wing on full stroke, brushing sky . His

The Egg

  Next time you stand with an egg in your hand, stop time and look. Run your fingers over cool skin, take in shape of the immaculate. Hold it to your cheek, close your eyes, let it rest on your lips, taste it Feel love clearly now. When it comes time to crack the shell

Earth Owl

  You meditate in a black cloak speckled soft with sun your calm demeanor comforts my eyes your absorbent mind flashes emerald acquiescence and gold then you fly through the dew (mocking my sloth) on little feet that make no sound I cannot deny, you are here and I believe in magic

Your Guts and Your Glitter

  I love you ALL you green hide sea monsters! deep diving, angel swimmers! swift, shallow water bug skimmers! my adoration! my  kisses are…. a smacking hallelujah! You write or draw with passion, nerve deep your feet are hurting wanting to kick! i see screaming and sighs scrabbling to touch, sometimes I throw down the page

Escapee Tea

  Have you ever caught the tea leaving the cup? If the sun is right and you watch with your shoulders and knees you will see…. Chai sat locked in a china chamber pressed to blend with milk and honey, I poured with my ears and nose, even toes! a river of joy, a splash of

DREAM Come true!

GUESS WHAT! WE WON!! Thankyou to everyone who supported me and those that wanted to but didn’t!! 😉 We are now taking the next step toward a bright and sustainable future for all! YES to Childhood empowerment and mainstream publication!! xxx Interrupting my normal scheduled poetry to ask a favour! My wonderful, valued friends, please

The Love Movement

    Onward LOVE! You passion of storm of seed of sweet tremendous swell of breast pressed fire chest! You hot tornado slung with heaven, a bulging tempest of purple magnanimous explosion and thickly painted thrust! OH LOVE, making, harnessing, keening, soul spoken, twisting, singing and weaving, electricity VICTORIOUS! Treat yourself to some spoken word> We Are Not Afraid

Tango King

  Suave breeze whispers musssssk a journeyman a tango king… Moving hands rest split second above lace, gravity is his boy and flesh? Well…..flesh is warm as dimpled dough

Hot Bath

  Winter’s eye at frosted window chills, taps, whistles and whines….. but I slip into hot skin, feet first… The prickle pleasure, tongue curling heat, enters me toes call and stretch, pink ears and nipples squeal sigh fly! This new world heaven of wet fever is deepest joy my heart my soul my song, moon