Beginnings

With every ending, there’s a new beginning…

Very Real

My demons drip down greened fangs, tarnished with time; that grip and strangle old dreams, that slowly die. They feast on my wants, on what my soul craves; They devour my being and destroy my flame; Incessant, they linger, they lurk in my thoughts, they prowl on the edge of awareness, and clamor with the […]

The Hums of August

Slow, droning, chatter. Mixes, stews, Bursts. Hot and full, the heat oppresses. The greenery, shriveled, wait for warm rain. The night brings other sounds; gentle, familiar. The sadness of summer passing; a lament in symphony.

Spring

The oak’s bare limbs scatter the early Spring light onto tender greens. The lichen observes the rabbit, and waits. And the trees listen. The last chilly breeze means nothing to the wing of the robin. Poised, she sings.

Further

The heavy, wet drops fall. (upon my soul) I peer into my abyss below. (the weight of your gaze) Shadow or light, there is no difference here. (leaves me pining for more) Into the deep, further and further I go. (to remove my bareness) To where the grey mist bellows, (to complete my design) And […]

Mother Willow

Mother Willow my heart, my tree. My despair, my self-hate, my worthlessness, take from me. Mother Willow your long branches wrap me, My hope, my self-love, my purpose, help me to see. Like a mother I can only remember, calming, soothing, swaying, holding. You wipe my tears and give me rest. You […]

Full circle

Into the candle I burn, drawing out the flame. Mirthless heart on fire; I move towards the blaze. Ashes upon my bones; Spirit in the embers. I peer out the crystal window, reflection of my soul. Frost covered and cold; I lay barren. Snow upon my bones; Spirit in the ice. As the […]

Snow (II)

Out my window the snowflakes dance. From my tower I watch them fleet, float, fly – on the frosty back of the Western Wind. Their mistress is fickle and cold, not caring where they blow. Chaos; wonderful, unchecked, to the ground below. My mistress is too, as frigid; but I am frozen, slowed. Left to […]

Aware of me

My breath, makes me aware, allows my mind to speak from the deep. It rouses my soul, stirs my heart. Connecting my fibers from this world, to That. In and out, up and down. Repeat, Repeat, Repeat. Ah. The gathering presence swirls within me, amongst me, through me. My heartbeat and soul are connected at […]

A path

A path is not always straight, and never quite clear. My footprints leave marks in the soft earth, but with no guide, where shall I tread? My tracks split off along the way, wet, fresh, and unsure. Some trail quickly, others reluctantly, back to my life’s muddled road. Some, go ever on their way, still […]