Alone under starlit sky
mulling boons of miseries'
convoluted manipulations
when suddenly she runs by
in gladness leaping high

I her secret laughing witness:
*Clearly joy is more direct
if happy is desired effect

Deadly to creativity,
paralyzing  joy,
invalidating beauty,
Denial of Essence

He goes to sleep early
just drops and goes where
I have still hours to unwind
to calm the waves of the day
wrestle issues into confinement
sound proof cells locked
against unguarded sleep
where at last I fall
too deep to feel the pounding
wondering in the morning
how the bruising bloomed

cocooned within my fantasy
twisting floating feeling free
believing stories I've been told
this mortal wrapping now grows old
gratitudes and platitudes
now fall away a fruitless play
for ruthless truth
I've now a hunger
reveal the essence
shatter cover
consciousness grows not from mind
but deep my source my spark divine

honesty
                                    unfiltered blurts
we clamp down
                                       afraid it hurts
raw expression
                                      may be rude
as fresh awakening
                                       attitude
home in darkness
                                       slither meek
trust the truth
                                         and rise to cheek

I do not seek to change you.
you do this on your own
surprising yourself
delighting me
 *Shall I extend the same generosity
to myself ?

Last stark moon
you cast skeletal shadows
Come next fullness
we shall have tender new growth
softening harsh edges