Saturday, December 9, 2006
Accidental Gifts of Grace
In a world where so many have so little, I am acutely aware of how abundantly my tree flowers. how sweet is the scent of synch that reaches deep into the roots of my soul.... This was not always so, these are the accidental gifts of grace that make us whole.
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Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Practicing Its WInter Song............
Pick me, Pick me... Over here, amidst the muck and dregs of leftover summer. I bloom... my petals snowy white, emerging from a blazing yellow center. I await your fingers. Pick me, Pick me slip my lacy green stem from hand to water, touch my leafy soul and feel it quiver. Pick me, Pick me Make my...
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Monday, November 6, 2006
As Unseen As Tomorrow
Like a fisherman I cast my net into the vast sea of thought, hopeful as a clear morning waking from dreams of abundance. But the sea that offers up the secrets of its depth and darkness does not release and give its sacred treasures easily. It first has demands.... and the net hurled into the wrong...
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Sunday, November 5, 2006
This Is Enough
For now I will just be content to sit quietly with this tight little bud, and imagine its petals unfolding. For now I will hold its color up to the prism of the light of my imagination, and marvel at the beauty. For now I will inhale deeply from the scent of a future fragrance. For now I clutch the...
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Friday, November 3, 2006
This Word-Child of Mine..........
somewhere around the corner of my scattered thoughts, is a quiet poem gestating, waiting to be birthed.... to be held, suckled, given wings, and loved into life.
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Thursday, October 12, 2006
THe Simple Life
A simple life of contentment can arrive out of nowhere like an uninvited guest. And what do I wear, and what do I serve in its honor? So unfamiliar as to be almost unwelcome. Where is its sister chaos; and who am I, stranger in my familiar flesh? Who am I, breathing peace like air, and feeding on...
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Wednesday, October 11, 2006
A Sepulcher In Waiting
Lying here as quiet as the night this mute stillness preparing my heart... A sepulcher In waiting. I am open and receptive, Readied for union; a soul in the shadows for filling... Be it with God or with man. I have prepared myself for the coming and the thin shroud of darkness that lays upon me like...
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Tuesday, October 10, 2006
A Sacred Madness on the deck.........
Oh but the stars are bright tonight and the moon still round and yellow. The air is not quite so chilly yet to prevent me strolling across the deck completely nude and free.... Crisp air, cool breeze, a kiss on nipple and pore, I spread my wings and ask for more..... Oh its that naughty night sylph...
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Monday, October 9, 2006
A Golden Whisper In The Throat of God..........
We step lightly on the crispness of our earth. Crossing over the creek submerged in the timelessness of transition. You bend to pick a fallen leaf, only to discard it, seeking a deeper scarlet. We balance on the trails and trees, tracing sprawling branches to their upended trunks. Falling deeper...
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Thursday, October 5, 2006
"Distal Miller"
strong, and firm and wide. crawling on my Mother's slate green tiles, a dark stranger in my home. i lay my 3 year old baby flesh over her moving hump, and hung on for dear life.... going the whole distance together. I found play and comfort in her rolls of rich, chocolate flesh up against the pale...
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