You know me as a poet and an artist but really what drives my energy flow is a deep and abiding curiosity about the psyche and our human/spirit connection. I love to imagine and question, my inner world is alive with myriad characters, it’s like a pantomime in here! So amongst all the pies myContinue reading “Seven Goddesses I AM”
a devils harmony of transparent energy a torrent of cyclonic colours a heavenly ocean and the lyrics flow My mind is an amphitheatre ….the noise a crazed chomping……a toothy shouting a violent birthing and here I am becoming the fall…….? the swallows dance oh the fall! unambiguous and bold I AM released, compliant clever IContinue reading “midnight raining”
My white body coated like cake my heart stretched against dancing ribs crying and pushing at quantum buttons. This metaphoric desperation forms storm cells and knighted beings create artworks on my knees. I am moving me forward mind cracked and allowing a vessel, a heat machine, self perpetuated, momentum keeping it strong. Inner walls areContinue reading “My Dusted Skin”
and do you think I could see her, feel her smell her? do you think I could find her flower-eyed softness, her flowing pelt, her intrepid glee…? I heard her purring, permeating, beneath me I am sure, within my own blossoming pages… still…. was she even there or was she just a wisp aContinue reading “was she even there?”
Yes the blood that leaks a thousand fish is mine ……..! AND I wield the glinting weapon that falls upon your upturned face. Lit by scented moonlight we are one and that is the price, your innocence is molasses, and I the thick-tongued cow that laps you up! My consciousness performs, a conflicted melody a lighthearted ballet, perhapsContinue reading “Innocence”
In your hands I AM cupped, a temporary prayer a sweet slice of merging space I AM dappled dusk a glance of playful light falling shadowed by grace through velvet felted umber.
The River is wanton, it speaks to me and I listen. Restless creature I AM a mossy rock by this river. It’s earthy fragrance entices me, I stand quiet and let it touch my body. I put my face close so I can feel it’s voice in my mouth and on my lips.Continue reading “Running Water”
In the Apple tree after lunch, he sat. His eyes shimmered and I was a mermaid. I am what you think I am he said to me. I am the sea. I am the shells that shine a maternal pearl. I am the tears that taste the corner of your lips. I amContinue reading “The Chameleon”