Lies looking for girls to tell them
gather in groups--
little ions looking for a charge.

Girls grow up greedy to spout the wildest stuff
about each other
or boys
or you.

Girls spend hours in front of mirrors
telling lie upon lie.
I'm ugly/ I'm pretty/ that's enough/ never enough.

Girls grow and haul a whole hope chest stuffed with lies
behind them to college,
to the altar,
to the nursery.

Lies looking for girls to tell them are never lonely for long.
Diogenes ran a girls' school until he lost his mind.
The students lied and said he went sailing.

Sit with me. Talk.
Our mothers did the best they could.
We'll always be like sisters.
This tea is good.

Lies looking for girls to tell them
don't stop when friends go home.
They circle when you're
anxious
afraid
alone.

At sunset I shake all my gathered lies from my apron to the sky,
and when they work together,
oh my
how the feathers fly.

Lake view from
Beech canopy.

Legs, arms, enwrap
Broad trunk and
Ascend unlike any bird since
Dodo.

Sun through beaten
Coppered leaf-set.

Fair Day
With tall grass,
Bedded moss beneath

My seat of rooted
Contemplation

a soapy crystal bubble
growing cramped under
his calloused foot. He flattens
me, as I stay

put. Walking around
with a grimace he limits
my breathing space
placing a gauze pad over

my face. Leaking like a water
balloon soaking his shoes
from room to room. Flapping
my hanging skin like a

hummingbird's wings. For years
I held it all in like a rain cloud. But I
rounded sitting heavy. Wind and eddy
shed my pearl drops slow and steady.

Rain falls softly on the purple flower as it swings to and fro
in a field where everything blooms according to nature's will
Steadfast and strong the morning sun rises in the East  
upon a lush carpet of grass soft as the ancient winds of time

Light piano keys caress my mind as I close my eyes and enter
into a reverie as bright as the orange tulips that seize me
Ferns and chanterelles bathed in beams of pure light  
I am part of and whole of, this amazing greenish forest ...

Rivulets of quiet waters glide through the sun kissed earth
aerial slides from eagles and other winglet creatures of sky
Loyal and faithful mother earth is constant with her affection
in this solitary paradise made of homosapiens of every kind

Stunned into silence I inhale the chirp of the dancing bird
exhaling into the pinery the offspring of my very soul
I cup my  hands and drink from the river, a thirsty fish
longing to finish the journey I begun, ...centuries ago.

That girl in my dream
She has no face - it seems.
No, it's not like that.
Wearing a beautiful dress,
Neither is she faceless,
Nor is she voiceless.
But as soon as I wake up
Her face escapes the walls of my brain,
And her voice flows out like a flowing river,
Every second getting dimmer.
Yet I remember
How beautiful she is,
And how her voice lingers in my heart
Like a true piece of art.
It's like something I know,
But at the same time - don't know.

Don't be afraid, my love.

Feel the breeze that beats the heart,
for a moment, let the soul's breeze float.
Put the bad things away and forget the bad times past.
Come to Paradise, that of kind words.
Let's leave the war far from everything,
perfume everything with peace and love.
Feel all the happiness,
That's it, it comes and goes.
Caresses of life,
sweet sensitivity.
With a glass of water,
immerse yourself in the freshness,
of a never-ending party.
In the world, the one that flourishes,
wonders sprout everywhere.
Let the softness of life love you,
feel the sun surround you in warm caresses.
Feel the message of love in the songs of the birds.
Moments for the soul's rest, in the sea of days.
Melodies of words to lull you sweetly,
my soft song, that which resonates in your soul,
an intimate song that hearts treasure.
Fold away the sorrows and bring out the happiness,
make life dawn,
make the days delicious.

Songs so that everything goes well,
love letters that are just kisses from the heart.
Bits of happiness that fly straight to the souls,
omens of good days, where everything flourishes until the end.
Whispering in your ears, messages in bottles of good wishes,
forget the tears, and make laughter contagious every day.
No matter what happens, feel that there are always drops of happiness floating,
that perfume that anoints us when we least expect it.
Create an aura where everything shines golden around you,
listen to the gentle melody of well-being.

Don't be afraid, everything will be fine if there is love,
that pure love that floods souls.
Bubbles of happiness in bottles,
uncorked bottles,
that spill,
good days.
With love,
bubbles of pleasure,
happiness that spills over.
Poems from one heart to others,
sickly sweet happiness to stick to everyone.
Creating an epidemic of happiness,
don't be afraid that you might get infected,
happiness is always good.
Contagious love in bottles,
bottles of bubbles,
uncorked
with love for you.
Caresses of love,
to kiss you,
pure kisses,
of endless love,
are my bubbles,
those poems of love.
Tears that turn,
into the perfume of spilled love,
where the heart receives the essence of happiness.
Words of love for hearts to dance in an embrace.
A balm of love to nourish your heart with bubbles of happiness.