I find it,
fleeting
in moments between planning and remembering
Bursting forth
Like breaks of brilliant sunshine.
In the rise of my lover’s chest,
thick and warm beneath my cheek.
In the wild and beautiful flowers,
that don't know the word ****
In the unexpected, brilliant red and green of a hummingbird hovering,
so close… so close
In the increasingly rare moments when my daughter and I SEE each other,
fully as we are, bound and flawed.
In the now,
There it is.
Bliss...
and then. goes. only to come again.
forever, it comes again.
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 5:37 PM UTC
Ignorance and divinity are both vomiting over my mind, while i stand below them wondering if I should even bother to duck.
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
There are so many things to do, directions to take, propositions to be made – each one waiting on these silly little green permission slips. Even the simplest of happily ever afters comes with quite a hefty price.
I just want to get ***** making stuff, making art, making food, making love. Sleep and repeat.
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 8:18 PM UTC
These ****** hands of mine -
when there's only space between -
are good for nothing.
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 8:37 PM UTC
at long last comes rain
washing clean air, earth and soul
green, she comes again
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 6:52 PM UTC
she flayed herself open
at the alter of his brown eyes.
begging him
to burn off the cold.
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 1:56 PM UTC
child. naive. aware. enlightened.
warrior. stubborn. suspended. restraint
chameleon. encompassing. everything. lacking.
striving. needing. forward. moving.
insufficient. fearful.
urgent. hopeful.
sleeping.
growing.
waking.
now.
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 5:08 PM UTC
This love
Big love
sweet, salty
kissing, sweaty skin love
licking the lengths,
and slow,
to savor love
heat builds, slick
fingers, lips thick
wanting, wanting,
wanting this love.
This love
Big love
hot, deep
electric, passing love
fingers to chests
tongue to tongue
hips to hips
building in a moment, love
this bliss.
this love...
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 2:58 PM UTC
Take a walk with me
where the deep calls out to the deep
you will find me there
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 1:46 PM UTC
Take a walk with me
through the trees and green things
where a soul can breath
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 1:45 PM UTC
I crash
against myself
again
and again
and again
throwing myself into
the possibilities
of me
she
who could be
or has always been
while I,
in the now
stand scrutinized
under judgmental eyes
that I no longer wish to heed
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 6:40 PM UTC