Saturday, July 30, 2016

Only Dreaming

She is the one haunting
            and the haunted
            the chalice and the wine,
            the lover
            and the beloved,
            the singer and the song
Because he comes to her
                only in dreams
                she feels their roles merge,
                separate, merge again,
                their energy moves, mingles,
                passes away
A spiral downward into an abyss,
                a deep cavern
                echoing with the sounds
                of joy


Reposted for

Prompt Nights – In dreams we enter a world that’s entirely our own – [23]

Saturday, July 23, 2016


In this world of illusion
I tread lightly
leaving no footprints
no scent to be picked up
by marauding packs of
coniferous beasts
hungry for conquest

I lie down in tall, sweet
smelling, blue grass and listen
to the sound of the wind
as it moves over my hiding place
touching me gently
like a mother's kiss on
her child's cheek

I lie quietly feeling the
earth beneath me breathing
with an ancient rhythm
a subtle sweet massage
constant and penetrating

I feel safe


Reposted for

Prompt Nights - On Popular Demand - The Hidden Realm

Sunday, July 17, 2016


I am surprised by
the signs of aging
Looking at my hands
I see those of others
who are dead or gone
The signs of withering
the texture of old parchment
no amount of moisture cream
can take away


Friday, July 15, 2016


The knives are sharp
and sometimes cut deep
making angry wounds that
heal as ruts in the road
of lives sometimes pieced
together with scotch tape
and hope springs eternal
again and again
as each day dawns
and possibilities abound
for changes to be made
inroads into learning
that although spirit is infinite
the planet
and its relationships
are not


For Prompt Nights - Hate's a parasite that rots the Soul

Saturday, July 2, 2016

Frenetic Two

Oh frenetic two
where are you?
Flown away out
into the wilderness
of blue
T'would be such
a rich sorrow
in some distant
to hang once again
on such
a sweet rack
of pain.


Reposted from 2013