~~* Asleep *~~

•October 20, 2014 • 7 Comments


“I dig pits to trap others

and fall in.

I should be suspicious

of what I want.”  ~~ Rumi on Love’s Discipline


Fulcrum of past and future

Mountain lonely

Breathing dark

Fire and lack of water

You intercept my sleep

Cyber windows

Glowing words

If you are in hell so am I

Forsaken for something not remembered

Asked to kiss fate’s cruelty


Primal Fall

•October 2, 2014 • 2 Comments


“In all thine operations, let the Work be guided by
nature, according to the slow progression of metals
in the bowels of the earth. And in thine efforts be
guided in all ways by the true and not the
fantastic imagination.” ~~ The Art of Goldmaking

Sex sculpted

When we were born

Slave to one or another

Unrelenting duo torn

Make wisdom yours or not

Be a paper lantern for that sin

Or lighted flame in molten rock



After-Life, Leather ‘n Lace

•September 19, 2014 • 5 Comments


Be my leather

I’ll be your lace

In this temporal place

In this crystal room

Between this world and next

We have our divine reservation

To be selfless love annexed

When spirit our true form

Distilled to nectar sweetest

Unlike any taste when mortal-born


Not The Usual WaY

•September 13, 2014 • 4 Comments


( For Wesley K. )

Nerve endings absorb peace

In our place ~ you and I

Not in fantasy ~ in purity

Ribbon of violet light

Positive serpent empowers

Me ~ Priestess

You ~ King

Building not with brick but Light

As we think so we feel so we act

Intention in the consciousness fight

Turns the pyramid upside down

Let the eyes of all other creatures

Look up to us in praise not down in fear

As a dove from a hawthorn branch



Signals to his Heart

•September 3, 2014 • 8 Comments


Where fruit falls on soft fur
Stroking spines of tree and burr
His eyes scan the line scars
Of clear-cut forest mars

So this is him
The only one who knows
Her expanse of contemplation
Speaking in quiet interludes

Cries a mother for lost children
He keens into her night of nights
With depths of strange sorrow
Wishing renewal action takes flight

He holds this land’s meditation
Valleys and ridges of ancient spines
All seeds that await an echoing reply
Though snow like salt in lost pines

Why desecrate my intricate lives
When the knowledge held soon goes
As ever the urge against devours
We unfold only in earth’s repose

His tears freeze looking for her
Thrice her horizon shadow passed
And arrows of lamentation pierced
The core of their twin love-creature

As many lives resolved in his forest
As peace lay velvet on sonar signals
Through scars run deep we are nearest
Your warrior heart ~~~ my she-wolf vigils



~*~ Composer of the Self ~*~

•August 7, 2014 • 16 Comments


“No one should drive a hard bargain with an artist.” – Ludwig

Van Beethoven, 1770-1827, German composer


Within these multitude of atoms veiled

I plummeted down this ocean flow

Fell into each atom’s spin

And save by letting go

Found the Bliss within



Crayon Colors

•August 6, 2014 • 15 Comments



Psychopaths, apathetics and lunatics
They whip me up in their power play
Strategies plots plans and seductions
All grapple with this chthonic gray

As they objectify me by envy and lust
Drive to destroy and dwell on my butt
I walk away from this disconsolate dust
To your rainbow raft of crayon colour








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