I searched for you by daylight
and found nothing but snow
I called for you by moonlight
and was answered by a crow
It said 'sssshhhh, be still, now
as you tend to your heart.'
Where have you been, friend?
I promised to walk with you
until the day's end
but felt your hand slipping...
I held on and you let go
and now I'm not sure where to go
without your footprints in the snow.

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.

Races madly , arms flayed
A fool running in circles
Rats turn the cogs of his mind
In slow motion
As he bashes his head against
That same old wall.

Sing sing sing me a river
And I will learn to listen
Flow flow flow like an ocean
And I will learn to swim
Dance dance dance me
A rainbow and I will love again

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

It's the Experience  
that catches your breath
and the Aftermath
that holds it there..
Retrospect is a powerful thing.
It lifts the veil to reveal
the pattern, that path that
brought you here.
Deviate from that path
and you’ll see one day
that you were always,
always
on your own particular path.

Restless is the mind
fumbling through unfamiliar spaces
How did we get here?
How did we end up
tumbling in a washing machine?
Is this a cleansing?
Wherefore art my Ark?

curiously examines the corner
as she searches for shadows
cast against the black abyss
of her sleeping mind
when the lights come on
she hides in the cracks
waiting, waiting to awaken
from the dreamstate that
some call life

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.

If I could step into your mind
I’d rearrange your thoughts
I’d plant a garden there
Let the smell of flowers
Fill your nose, clear the air
I could be your stream
Could be the angel
In your dream
If you just opened up a little
Let me into your head
I could clear a path for you
That’s safe for you to tread

You stepped into my life
And crept into my heart
You made a bed and slept there
As you dreamt, I came apart
Turning inside out I smelled
The embers of a fire
And knew that it was me that
Lay there burning on that pyre

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.

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

smoke gets in my eyes
wetness watering the ashes
I rub it between my fingers
there's nothing left
it dissolves into my skin
everything I had, gone
the fireman's hose
waters the flames
fires do as they must
from ashes to ashes
and dust to dust
life will reemerge
they say,
a small green shoot
bending towards
the morning sun
and my tears
will make it grow
it will become a tree
and I will become me again.

Little birds in a cage
Little words in my head
Set them free
Let them be
Or you'll find them all dead
To live is to learn
To swim is to burn
Love and let be
That the blind they might see.

Through the bars
he saw stars
Heaven
was a centimetre away
Fingers curled around metal
as his soul poured like water
from life's jug
He saw his essence
lifting up into the night sky
like a tear in someone
else's eye.

Is it too much
to I cry if I'm glad?
Is it ok  
to say when I'm sad?
Cry baby cry
It's just tears in the sky
Cry baby cry
just some sand in your eye.

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

How dare I be afraid
Of you not being Here
One day you will not Be
Maybe it's Me that
won't  be here
I do beg forgiveness
I could have maybe
Done better by you
But let it be known
That I loved you
That Ill write my last poem
In my own time
Sing my Swan song
In my own time.

what is it
that you want from me?
some call it destiny.
others call it tyranny.
i just plug the holes
with aspects of myself
nothings what it seems
and here i am
offering my silly being
to you.
let it be or let it go.

today i'll clean the floors
tomorrow i'll do the doors
and then i'll sit
and think for a bit
about anything other than chores

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

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.

Limbo. Am I real?
Is any of this really real?
Burst bubble bits settle around me
And I feel the soapiness between
My toes. It's as real as its ever going to be, I guess.

I dart behind the shadow of you
Use the walls to catch my fall  
One bird answers the call
of another while a cat
stares on in thrall
Prey for the hunter
Pray for its target
Pray, my friend, for us all.

I lose myself
To the thought of you
Return to find myself
In thrall of you.
What would you
Have me do?
I am in love with you.

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

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

Reach toward the light..
It kills. Little wings told me so.
Dead moths inside my lampshade
Made me aware that that's
where moths go to die.
And what of Angel's?
Do they not fly toward the Light?

This little bird flew to heaven
and that little bird flew to hell
God was away
but the Devil was waiting
for a penny in the wishing well
Some little birds went to paradise
while others simply fell
God be scarce and the Devil be willing
to play another game of dice.

so my art teacher said,
" draw abstract.
dont think about the perfect line. "
when i do this in writing
things sometimes come undone
and the reader does not understand...
except for maybe 1.
1 is enough.

Once i thought I knew something
and then knew nothing at all
Climb the wall or break it
fly on wing or fall
Somewhere in between
I've heard that balance is in tow
Something about ducks
being neatly in some row
Evades me, this enlightenment
pervades me does the doubt
Essentially there's always something
that we do without.

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.

Four black paws
and a few white whiskers
crept
into my space,
a new face.
Lost my heart to midnight fur
and a tentative purr..
Sigh. Love is what it is.

You carried a sack of feathers
over your shoulder
when I met you.
One by one I stitched them back
and then I took you out
and flung you to the wind.
You circled a few times
before you disappeared
and I when I turned to go
I found you walking at my side.

Black screen.
My computer
suggests System Resume.

Enter Windows.
Enter the Mind.
Enter Internet.

Which rabbit hole
do want to enter, Alice?
How far do you want to go?

Seeing through windows,
see it for what it is.                                  
Travelling down rabbit holes,
come up for air!

Computer is Me
and the internet, We.
This is a strange new era
that bears resemblance
to something that we are
already familiar with..

Change.

something interactive and introspective
lurks beyond my computer screen,
not just lurking but beating like a heart
as it hides behind ones and zeros..
the mechanics of consciousness
staring at me and my mind knows
that there is more to it than numbers
its like when i ran a race as a kid
i knew i could run faster
but my legs wouldn't let me
the mind is ready for more
than what Tech is willing to share
sitting waiting on others to create the platforms
that allow our minds to meander through
webs that other minds have spun

Kicks up a storm
pages torn, underarm
Running madly through
The undergrowth
Horns out Wings fired
Fires burn as fires must
Fires burn as fires must

Leaves dancing madly
Mayhem, memoriez
dust and bits of rust
Skies of feathers
silver tipped flapping wings
Bring on the light of day
Let it stay
Let it stay

For awhile let it stay
Darkness heed me
Sunshine lead me
Does anybody need me?
Which way is home?

The screen against my hand
is cold to the touch
Not much at all
Like the heat that simmers
Beneath the surface
Of a smartphone
There is a universe
In the palm of your hand.

The day has just begun
And a little black bird
Says watch out for the sun
It is late afternoon
And a bright little bird
Says watch out for the moon
Day and night I watch and wait
What am I watching for?
In the safety of my room
I lie in limbo
Safe from everything
Except myself.
Where’s that little bird now?
Can’t hear anything from
Under my blanket.

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.

Do you know me?
I know you.
Do I know me?
You know you.
Come let us talk.
Friends?
Let me love you.
Grass bending
It's knees in your wake
I am here.
I will not wait
for you to see me.
But I am here,
Biding my time.
I wait for no reason
Nor rhyme.

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.

Magic Carpet,
sail not ever from under me
never go unexpectedly
to where I cannot follow.

there is nothing sweet about disguise
there's only that distracted surprise
at the blue and yellow hue
of bruises around my heart
tears burn as chillies do
my stomach chewed up
like the bubblegum you used
to stick that lovenote to the wall
the heat of summer made it fall
so you stuck it under my desk
but wood burns, you know,
nails rust and memories turn to dust
and oh! there comes a little wind
and there you go, unpinned.

Sitting here
Still a little drunk
From last night
Oh you are a sight
For sore eyes
My sweet demise
Where did you come from
And to where do you go
It's an ebb and flow
So easy to be around you
Feeling as I do
I could be superwoman
I could be anyone
Have anything
But all I want is you

I spy with my little eye
Some something..
It flickered by me
Like a butterfly on acid
All fluttery and buttery
Slip sliding away
Not sure what I saw
But it left me with
The feeling that
Everything is transitory
Ravens wings couldn't
Be more beautiful
Than what it was that
Just flew by
Drew my attention
And then it was gone
Quick as jam and scone
To a hungry man
Next time I will have
My net on the table
And I will catch it
Before it's able to
Fly away
Scrutinize it's wings
And see if it sings
Won't cage it I promise
But I will catch it
And let it go again
For the sake of curiosity.

Gone. Gone again.
Where do we draw the line?
When do we take the time
To be honest, let things go.
Say, are you listening?
I am trying
to tell you something
that you already know.
Let’s let it go.

Fumbling for the lights
walls bend under the weight
of a darkness so cold
what has happened
to times of old?
Life, so heavy at status quo
so many born as so many go
Mother said, pull yourself  
toward yourself..
Move closer to the fire in your heart
and be warmed there,
you are your own Light.

It irks me to write about sadness
When, I’d rather
write about gladness
But as someone said to me
You’ve gotta go there to feel it
Immerse yourself in the moment
Reflect, let it be and then,
Set it free.

So i spoke
and was arrested for my words..
But in the beginning there was only the word
so lets arrest God for having spoken.
It was Him who spoke the original thought
that put this wheel into motion.
I am a mere driver of this wheel,
as are you.
So let's drive this vehicle of life
into the sunset and whisper words of wisdom,
let it be, let it be.