i see you i am an ambient channel for your song sung true into the early dawn of the very first moon i wished you my king tangled falling tumbling free marrying the waves in my salty sea you are my sunshine king easily gracefully i feel you now entering your domain into my heatContinue reading “I see you my king”
Tag Archives: moon
red feather flowers
fixer you broke something I crawl in the ceiling over here under there in the dark night under the new moon this church is in disrepair there is dust on my fingers and in my hair my heart it must be here somewhere… I slide across the silver line along the dark wood walls aContinue reading “red feather flowers”
full circle
beginning with sun her heart was broken in two ending with the moon see more art at http://www.artofkundalini.com
moon love
the moon is my heart i sleep in a pool of light my fingers are wet http://www.artofkundalini.com
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 more art ??? http://www.artofkundalini.com
your gaze
what you see is what you are what if it was true that to focus on pain meant you caused more of it ….. what if your gaze was the moon and your heart the ocean your feet like two brown bears dusted and beautiful rubbing through earth scratching and tasting swimming like mulch-snakesContinue reading “your gaze”
Moon Waves
as night concludes my body rolls to rest on printed sand . I am phosphorus . sliding through hot sea walls I am wide water falling I am gold flesh rain . moon waves are tinted love and form to flex this raw satin surface . somewhere a child whistles sweetly, her pea green boat patientlyContinue reading “Moon Waves”
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 Continue reading “Blue Meadow Allowing”
He Likes Her
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
Silver Poetry 