He loves me.
Love's me not.
How many petals
Are there to a flower?

i will walk.
Cant bear the thought
of talking anymore.
i will walk this talk instead.

you came to me
like a forest full of trees
and i fell
under the shelter of you

you know?
i am done.
take my gloves
from me
don't shove me
like that
i am untouchable
you may not
enter this space.

Useless information
Clogs his brain
Like a blocked up drain
In a fit of dispair
He comes up for air
Clenches fists as he
Tightens the noose
Makes sure that it will
never come loose
Life is transitory
Death's own territory
We are all born to die
In some way or another
So if you feel it's time
Then come, brother.
Let go.

A moment with you
Is a lifetime
And a lifetime
Is gone in a moment.

Can you hear?
Silence speaks loudly
into the listening ear.

I've been wondering
What makes you
As you are
I can't quite fathom
What's your homing star
Can't give you your freedom
Won't give you a cage
It's seems you don't know
what you want
At this stage
See, I can't help you
While you're on the mend
I can only hold your hand
And be here as your friend.

Pretty white flowers
in the sun
The day’s just begun
Golden light falls across
Your face
It’s so lovely
The need to embrace you
Is strong
I do sense a sense of
Belonging

Sometimes I want to write
But am not sure what
I want to express
Nothing to impress upon you
Except the need to rid myself
Of excess mind stuff
It’s therapy
It’s release
It’s an exorcism
An affair of the mind
One to another
Always wanted a brother
Had a sister instead
Is as it is
Strokes my hair,
My mother, as she tells me
Put your backpack on and go
Just go
Get away from yourself
So I did.
But you know,
One returns to oneself
You can’t run forever
Sometimes you just have to
Sit with yourself
And have that conversation
You’ve been avoiding
Sometimes it’s time
To reabsorb your many you’s
And acknowledge your shadow
As being part of you.

When you
Look at me
I feel electrified
Almost terrified
I know just what
Would happen
If you happened to me  
If I had to
Happen upon you
I would be utterly
Absolutely intoxicated
By you.

In the gardens of paradise
We ate figs from the tree
That gave us shelter
And we swam in the water
that gave us nourishment

We crafted little horses
From wood as Gods smiled
in encouragement

Our horses would take us far
From gardens of perfection
And daily introspection

Not sheeple blindly believing
In something we couldn't see
But people with purpose
And curiosity

Manes billowing in the wind
As we ran..
Away from captivity
Into the wild unknown
Toward our destinies
Toward our freedom
Toward ourselves

Then, when we were
Adam and Eve,
We were expected to believe
But now we are free to be
What we choose to be
And we do so knowingly
Lovingly
Consciously
Aware of karma and consequence
We choose our own destiny.

Trailing fingers
Across wet surfaces
Tracing patterns
From the mind onto
The vastness
Of that ocean
That emotion
And devotion
Wanting to be a part
Of something
And not apart from it all
Trans soul migration
When something inside
calls out
And like moth to flame,
You answer
When that droplet
Comes home
And the sea breaths.

Dancing
in slow motion
with that other
version of you.

Not just about heart
Sometimes
It's a stomach thing.
One feels it there,
pounding away.

Unborn wings
Emerging..
The birth of a something
Pressure at your back
As wild birds sing

Everything's right with
believing that
the good in you
is the God in You.

He bought her sandals.
The best ones she ever had.
They were hers and
she loved them.

She was the barefoot
kind of girl.

It came to her
that he had laid a path
for her to tread upon
by gifting her with shoes..

It was up to her
to take the first step.
And to keep walking.

On land
Across the sky
And through the mind.

Keep walking
until the time comes
to stand still again.

To take off the sandals
and feel grass underfoot.

Quiet wind
Can you hear me?
I can't see very clearly.
Why are you so distant
Tonight
My blanket fails
to warm me tonight
Blow away this troublesome
Day
And let us play,
again,
Tonight.

Stand tall
I will always love you
But these bricks must fall
This wall should never
Have been built at all.
Its inescapable.
The inevitable will happen
And I am past the point
Of stalling what will be.
Que Sera Sera
My love.
With you. And me.

A million things not to say:
(Abbreviated)..

I want you
I love you
I need you
Will you stay?

Full moon plays tricks
On her mind
She thinks she can unwind
The arms of time
Rewind and relive
that moment past
It’s gone they try to tell her
But she won’t listen  
Never asked
their opinion
In the first place
Moon shines on her face
As she dances magic
Into the space

I sense the start
of something new..
Reality has become surreal
and you have come
to steal my heart.
My will is in the process
of being shattered by you
and being rebuilt around
the notion of you
and though I should resist
I stand in awe
of what I have allowed
you to do.

Saltwater on the fingertips
That wiped your tears away
They water your garden
These experiences have sewn you into the ground
Roots grown and unbound
You merging with you
let it grow and let it be
A giant swaying tall tree
Robust in a wind that has
Others pinned to walls of
Sleepwalking faces
We are awake around here
We suffer no illusions
Nor delusions
Because we are Alive.

The depth of you drowns me
Unbidden tears rise
To the surface of this water
I am unbound from gravity
Only a weightlessness
That holds me in firm arms
My boyancy determined
By the thought of you
Breaking free
From the shackles of mortality
As superhuman emotions
Course through
The veins of me.
It is you.
You have the power
to show me my power.

It’s not fair.
I beat my fists against the wall
As children do,
Shake my head
at the gravity of it all.
When does enlightenment happen?
When does evolution occur?
It’s just a blur,
This life.
Cuts like a knife
Through butter and
Leaves me senseless
On the gutter..
My heart weeps for you
Wallows in the deep
Side of the water
As you hold your breath
And I try to breathe
But it is what it is
And I cannot keep you
Unless you want to stay.

I hunger for you
like a wolf whose moon
howls back and that
is where I am..
In the path of light
that you cast.
Raise the mast
I am setting sail
In search of you.
Blue moon meandering
Under light of star shine
You will be mine
One way or another
You will be a part
Of me and I,
I will be your destiny.

When I think of you
My heart beats faster
I have made love to you
With my eyes
Can barely disguise
This way that I feel
It's so **** real
That it feels
like a daydream.

I want to lie
with my legs
entangled in yours,
I want to live
with my heart
in sync with yours,
I want to die
with my hands
entwined in yours..
I am
and have always
been yours.

Now that
you’ve been there
you know
how far you’ll go
to get there again.
Done deal
- it's no promise.
It's a guarantee.
I'll be seeing you
Again.

You unravel me
as we travel down
these highways of love
Quite unexpected,
this flight, this dove
It has flown deep
from the heart of me
into the unknown
and in spite of my fears
I will own this part of me
that is you.
Set you free, bird.
Fly true.

I am a fool for you
and my heart
has no inclination
to follow the rules,
it just bulldozes forward
toward you
leaves me spinning
in its trail and
spitting up dust.
Like a moth to flame
your magnetic being
pulls me closer
than I trust myself to be.

Hello you.
I know you.
Long time now.
Many lifetimes.

And then he said
Hold back, give space,
Don’t respond straight away
Irritable, he says
"so irrationally you"
What am I to do
Can't turn you aside
Can't pull you closer
Can't have you kiss me
Can't have me miss you
Theres no bliss in this.
We deserve better,
You and I
You are my sunshine
And I am your sky
But I cannot keep you
Unless you are mine.

There’s a song in my soul
That I try to control
But it won’t be directed
Or infected by me
My higher self singing
and flinging me
forwards into the light,
with my dreams in sight
There - where I am awake,
with glimmer and gleam and
in sync with my being.

Fix yourself
Before you try
To fix the world
Put a bandaid on
And let it heal.

Interests me.
A title (your name,
your “poem”)
Something definitive
About a name.
My things
don’t have a beginning
Or an end
I am merely passing by
Trying not too look to closely
At what I see.
I will return someday,
Wiser,
Eyes open,
And I will be more brave,
Not some slave to myself.
Or to you or to the world.

The tides of life keep
coming around and I sit
on the shoreline
with my toes in the water,
eyes shaded from the sun
as I contemplate
something, everything
and nothing,
telling myself to breathe,
Woman, breathe..

Be that good red wine
that Gods dine upon,
be mellow and mature
Beguiling and demure
Acceptably unsure and yet
so able to endure
what is, for what it is.

Be you. The best You.
And remember
to make it it real.
Observe.
No more time
to make believe.
Reflect. Breathe.
Act.
Consciously.

These  tides will do
what tides must,
wash away the old,
bring in the new,
chipping away
until we break through.

Loud’s a form of silence
That speaks,
Especially when you’re listening.
Mud and blood on your ankles
Stand up keep up
Keep on keeping on
Return to the river, strong,
Like tides on high, striding by
With your head held up to the sky
Yours ears cocked and listening
To the sounds of silence
To the sound of that inaudible sigh
That escapes from under your breath

Let’s have some tea
Says Alice
Let’s you and me
Just be
For awhile with Silence
Return to ourselves
Be free
To be real again
Not scared to feel again
And willing
To heal, again.

love songs come
in all shades of rainbow
i watch the night skies
light up
with the colors of you
and it's so **** beautiful.

am i supposed to
write happy songs
when i am not so happy?
watch this space.
there is
an evolution
a revolution
happening inside of me.
and i am you.
here with you.
doing this thing with you,

The shape of my heart
Is an outline of you

Broken
By you
Words unspoken
By me
So much
To say
I won’t
Be the one
To say it
Coz it’s already said.

i love you.
I love all of you.
Thank you
for having
me.
When again
there is an Ark
i will have all of you
with me.

its difficult to hear you
through the din
i kinda hear you
wanting to be near you
but the air is too thin
and the noise is too loud
and i too be impossibly proud
Unattentive
to your warning signs
And impervious to my own
another glass of wine
and i'll be just fine.

There's a time to be silent
and a time to speak.
Life is scary in RSA
with our power cuts,
water issues
and general decline.
People are feeling anxious
about what is and
what is coming,
those that cant or wont
leave the country.

Brazen politicians,
reminds me of the book
"Animal Farm"
a revolution
Communism revisited
Everyone is equal
but some more equal than others

Revolt
peasant and person
all people alike

If I could ask you
to consider me
in your prayers,
it would be that I be safe
and supported and happy
doing what I love to do
and that people
around me feel the same,
most especially you x

I would climb walls
to get to you
mountains even
if that's what it took
to spend one more
moment with you

Inconceivably impossible
But yet here it is.
Here I am.
An anomaly trying
To mainstream
It's way through life
While some sense in me
Finds no such sense in you
Sometimes I am that tadpole
Weaving it's way
through the current
Sometimes that kingfisher
In amongst termites
Did you know that
Theres a warrent out
For your arrest
They say that you're
The very best
At what you do
And yeh you do be good
At getting me to love you
**** you I do.
I do love you.

Your eyes lit up the skies
Tonight,
Dark curtains
Torn open
by the light of you
Shining so brightly
Oh, what you mean to me.
Heart quickens
When you smile at me.

One more day
Another week
Note the month
The turn of year
I will tell you
A story
If you'll lend me
An ear -
Listen. Be patient.
Lifetimes
take a moment
To condense
Into something that
Makes any sense.
Time passes
Blink blink
Time stands still
Wink wink
Time will tell
This story
If you have the patience
To let it run
It's course.

My own lemon tree!
Bear fruit for me
I will eat your babies
With love :)

What is wrong with you
Wrong with me
I try to talk with you
But you won't hear me
Bash my head
Your head
Against a brick wall
Blood being evidence
Of the irrelevance
Of it all