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Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Fire wed, sunny side bed, living spheres unread

For all the markings, scars and fading candle flames the passage of moons, suns and drowning monsoons brings mightily upon our breaths untamed, the bond of oxygen between our twilight and shattering dawns - (another egg cracked and bleeding every hue dancing right through a backdrop reflecting... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 11, 2016

Seeing, Bliss, Sigh...

We are not alone and we are loved, love in turn so I ponder where is this unending passion for each other born and why has capacity for the Emotion of Everything-ness grown larger than our reality, larger than life and any and all strife... I cannot answer, simply know 'tis so. I revel in the silky... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Heart's Beat

Sky's presence with all attendant glories and storm, dawns, eves shining into jewels of rainbowing treasure, sere rays, starlights hidden, cumulus dancing low form above mortal fray is my love rising, returning, here. And falling to live another day - rain, earthy caress, thirst, flood and tear. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 7, 2016

Atlantic Skies (Memory Mirror) (reworked repost)

Standing in the sea, I remember calling out to thee. Beneath Atlantic skies reflecting each tide, our language was listening every Sun joining to warm the day through lyrics surging for us. Did I ever speak to you of the floor moving distance? Soft as hearts rising, through steps sure and holding... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Expanding on what I was trying to convey in the previous poem...

or a new re-write? something like that..:) (Mysteries enlighten my shadow -Faith in a power higher, Love's way) Life grows before our very eyes yet we do not see wings sprout and feather full. Or tender arms, legs, petals inch their sighs: upward, outward, through soil and fleshing bone. The Sender... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 4, 2016

A Really Old, reworked post..:)

The world can be cold, still and numbing, but there is a rousing of senses in the act of exploring... All around me unseen communions burgeon authentic: the perfection of motion surging swift into a child's reaching limb. (Clothes, shoes and rooms become too small overnight) and the flowering of... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Ride Home

Maestro, thou art my power and wheel upon whose soaring balance I kneel in reverence and appreciation for the inspiration. We make love to urges of creativity..and more, being to the other clues, floor, walls, door muse, rescue Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

March (yay, something NEW!..:))

Earth's breath rushes released from tilt of tempos close. There is cleansing, spinning of danger's play ('round limbs reaching, heartaches-in-path) and caprice heating for the softly throbbing and lush revival of our yesterday. Within her animation, we are wildness unabated through the scape... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Thou laid the tinder now racing fierce within, moist valleys mirror sender through daystar and mid-noon's hourglass contours blaze allures, draws air sighing fair smiles, memory and charm follow each sweet swallow of togetherness - I am not maddened by whisper of hands gladdened to be one half of... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 26, 2016

True Mid-Night *Mad Hour, No Shame.. A thousand and more love songs your poetry and mine converge to merge into these chambers throbbing a design of temptation and tease. And some moments I am possessed by a madness for your fire upon my flesh and thine eyes darkening mid-night bleu and the danse... Sign in to see full entry.

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