Tag Archives: awakening

Heathen Altar

I am an altar on which to spread your length

flesh and soft take me in your teeth

an offering, splayed and wide

a hot invite

a worthy sacrifice

a beckoning

an easy conquest?

but for the riot asked of you

to bleed your ancient pain

release from all mundane

lids tremble

gleaming slit

a challenge

to ride the channel

from dark beauty perfumed dirt

arse to heart

at the risk of

breaking

glass

you

palm my solar plexus

and wind your fervent speaking through bars of windmill mind

brave and serpentine

the shaking and pleading

the pantomime

of

ego

in exchange

for

her

receptivity

her

internal universe

her

rising tidal groan

on a wave of relentless heat

sunmoonawakening

I am water

rushing downhill seeking hollows to pool

I find a round space to bed with the moon

 

one day I awaken

my water is hot

don’t look they said

you will go blind

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surrender

I am reaching from my tips

like the invisible music grass makes

stretching the corners of wanton cells

tugging sinews and neural strands

gregorian tones pound me

love is making writhing sounds

deep

from the lagoon of my eyes

I will be delivered

the motion of what I cannot see is intriguing

I am tumbling sick

but desperate for more

surrendering

I fall in love with my own firing sensations

impulse leads me

raunchy

dynamic

endless

the electricity courses

singing off

soaring into etheric orchestra

breaching known limits

flighting over distant reaches

craggy mountains

sublime blue

and the pitch of brightest yellow

my body shakes

resisting itself

colliding with spirit

wrenching free onto the sparking edges of uncertainty

leaping

into new worlds

collapsing

into

lush arms

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ripples

the disc that spins

inside my chest

methodically collects

sensations

it colours my world magenta and black

if I let it

but

these colours

are yours my love

and I spin them back to you

a gift of freedom….

 

channelling you

through my sensational machine

makes no ripple in your world of mixed message

but I hear you

you beg for ripples

you scream for change

I can feel it

throwing orange like a manic painter

splattering my floor, making me

slip, slippery

on lust and pain

 

the moon is high

wash your disc in a clear stream

I will feel it and I will know

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Bush Velveteen ~ a poem for you

First, an update on my Paris/Residency GoFundMe campaign. We reached the 700$ mark over night, My little arty poet heart is resounding with your love and generosity! 

I you would like to help me reach the goal, I promise the incentives are worth it. A special reward for followers of this poetry blog ~ I will write and dedicate a poem to YOU and feature a link to your blog in appreciation 🙂 There is also the opportunity for every donor no matter how small the donation to receive a Kids In Touch ~ KIT for a school of their choice, helping develop a positive values system and emotional intelligence ! childhood empowerment is GO!

AND should I reach the goal I will be auctioning art and donating the proceeds to LITA ~ Love is the Answer a charity to help orphans in Uganda . AND ART ART ART too! Thankyou in advance for reading and sharing and perhaps even donating click here to see >>  Art and love and Residency in France xxxxx

BUSH VELVETEEN

moss with dappled eyes

a prisma of birdsong

floating

like feathers

rich stroking

shivers my skin

carbon responds

a catapult of stars

living peace folds me

earth

lovingly licking

under leaf

peaking

pixie majik

flaunts this forest milk…..

I flirt with intoxicating breath

enamoured

awakened

enlightened

by bush velveteen

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Some Mute Beast

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies number 8

Reaching again, stalking this thirst

for who I am, we are

splitting in parts,

raw light leaking

but blind and believing in

sweet

enduring

allowing

death

public slaying

guarded by pulsing spectre

keen eye follows

flickerings

by bee or ant

marching chaotic to unseen nothing

but not because it isn’t there

to nowhere

but not because it isn’t there

only hidden in syrup and crusty flesh

…. nectar lies puddled on the shore, caged in hopeless thought

but the tapping and seeking

silently thrusting

and

tumbling beasts

spiralling downward

wooly rainbows

skein unwinding

through wells of damp

information

landing

repeatedly

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Unlocked Rivers

My response to Rilke’s Duino Elegies. This is number Seven.

over dirty feathers

sand pieces and falling sun

o crystal creature

this droplet of flesh

his humbled form

talk is small

small talk

tiny talk

lording over billowed heart

huge

rising

expansive breaking

tidal pushing

midnight reaping

clouds kissing

imaginary

moon

balloon in my chest

bursting

pressing pointed thought

monsters begging

falling from silver like unlocked rivers

circling

universes rolling

stoked by hot song

slack lips

releasing angels

creating to applause and comfortable laughter

swinging monkeys

becoming water

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