https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/Wild, passionate, whimsical, inspired stirings,....you might call poetryhourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/489412If I knew which part of me was dying I would gladly chop it off, cut it out, carve it away. I would give of this to the wind and water. Instead, I whirl madly with a bent and overused scalpel; nicking here, hacking there, questioning constantly for indications of life or death. Would that I could...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/488403Compost the Earth, and its falls away. Burn sweet sage, and I fly away. Lift me up from hollowed ground. Burry me deep with groaning sound. Unleash me. Free me. Voices inside my mind, many hundreds, some to find. Ancient longings, sacred texts, scrambled round, test or quest?https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/487734The pain of the heart breaking is like the seed tearing open yet unawear of it's immentant transformation. Yet I am all too awear, with my overstimulated mamalian brain, of the number of dwarfed and miscarried attempts at life. This love may have wet my heart enough for it to burst open ready,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/486756Water, water, flowing, flowing, water. Don’t stand still too long. Don’t stagnate, move along. Water. Water, tell me the answer I’m seeking; don’t know the question, moving too fast, don’t want no snags. Oh water. Water. Flowing, glowing, growing to the sea, the ocean, water. My tears like rain,...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/486257Nagging heavy heart. How could this now start? Sagging drooping soul. Am I hot or am I cold? Mind wandering lost, tormented by briars and pot-holes that trip. How did the path get so thickened with all this? It is true that I could stop, pick berries and feast upon the Earth’s love, And tend pot...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/485937For a long time I stood waiting at the cliff’s edge. Contemplating whether I really had to take this step. Then your love flew by, and I leapt. Down, rushing through wind and sea spray. Past gulls nesting ….. crevice plants. I care not of the rocks below me, and look only to the sky from whence...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/485353You hunted me when the night was day and the day was night. On horse-back with your cougar familiar. While I in shadows ran for the pleasure; not knowing you or your measure. As I opened myself to the view of you, your arrow flew. How is it that you only hit my arm. But enough it was, to lure me...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/484911Reconstellating Reconstellating myself, around black holes in the Universe where you used to be. Suddenly I saw another aspect of you, which I hadn’t even recognised; now lost and gone. So now my starry arms feel tenderly into those dark spaces. Like new antlers growing, weary still of all that...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/484788Put your raven head down deep in thick ash. Let the fire’s waste fertilise your growth. Let the breath of smoke asphyxiate in your lung; your blood. Surrender to this night. Run no more chasing the days light. Sleep now child in the warm fire’s bright. Worry not of your budding hopes burning...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Waterfalling8423/484732Blood of Spring Spring is here tearing at my clothes till I want to run and swim naked. Spring is here racing in my blood bursting through my flesh carrying my breath away. I dream of new growth, of long course whiskers sprouting through my heels and the skin of my soul opening wide; while tiny...