Monday, February 13, 2012


leaning into warmth
the humming grew louder

listening for indigo
her sing song sisters
thistle and swan

longing for her blue spirit child
she couldn't bear life without

the invisible chanteuse
spoke through gypsy ghosts

of impossible apple~eyed dreams
her exuberant soul of moonlit poses

full of sacred shenanigans
yet determined to find the golden bowl

climb down wisteria vines
creep inside this moss lined nest

drink deep the joy
of my waiting minstrel heart

seek me fearlessly
in this year of dragons

i have such sweetness to give
my orange blossom maiden

you are my infinite happy
love come home!


birth and rebirth, life...
a leaf floating on water,
stream of consciousness

music, the divine
voice of infinite love plays
in every heartbeat

Monday, February 6, 2012


wrapped in black leather he walks in
i smell the breath of ice angels
on his pink cheeks , his eyes wide ~
an ember, my heart now glows
and finally christmas arrives
halfway through january
and i make that solemn
promise to myself again ~
i'll grow a winter orange tree
and swallow a seed from it
or maybe two,
just for luck.


the last taste of ocean air
gossamer sweet,
filling the cotton candy lungs
of that surfer girl ~

sails shredded,
adrift in salt water,
like a forgotten mermaid
as the sky slips into itself
and another angel crosses
shibari~winged into
elysian realms

bending light
with the heartbeats
and cooing of newborns

carving a door
with rose blood
and dove feathers

this is the background noise of heaven,
the barrage of insect prayers
who could never begin to know
the wretched bliss awaiting

they would be transformed by eternal gleaners
the chaff of never-ending souls shedding hope,
an ocean of being existing
ever beyond the breath,
just out of reach.


white curtain, white cat
sunlight fades ~ twilight arrives
blue curtain...
blue cat


souls sleep with the dead
curled up inside spirit
dreaming life alive...


catalpa leaves,
yellow - golden - green
draping doves
and us


shining white biplane
deer people sing about love
sparrows shape the wind...


deep in night
silken tentacles
his hair chasing mine