Comfort

A beautiful friend is translating my poetry for my upcoming book into French! here is an example of her delicious, delicate and astute translation   Comfort Our bonds have become our own doing no matter how tightly we are conditioned how painful our restraints how deeply we were wounded or by whom in the end

bee bird

      i am diminutive, a bumble bee like flutter bird, i am a nectar rainbow ambrosia and light so withhold your strident word and cursing fear, put down you bricks and mortar, and soften to me, for i am joy, pink butter joy, a honey breeze a tickle, i am smiles of jasmine flavour

I AM ELEPHANT

      Storyteller mirror silent giver of wishes true. I am an elephant. Oh how I love me this way, my close up folding, my sheets of warm skin, the magnified texture and pores of space. Dust rises under lined feet, planets rotating from bone to bone, across arterial heart, kicking up dreams. These eyes are before,

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          

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

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

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.

Silk Screens

      Pretty birds and vines, embroidered simplicity reveal perfect lines and puppetry. . Orange-yellow blossoms warm toes on tiles will not mask your human steam, your spirit perfume. . You of naked information cannot hide nor burn, but, in candid ambiguity, only delight.