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K Mae Jan 2013
I respond to me
as never before
Body shows truth
I no longer ignore
This is one union
for which I did strive
Beliefs and emotions
that keep me alive
in suffering or happiness
This I decide
K Mae Jan 2013
Earth is aligned with Galactic Core
Direct lines are open as never before.
Creating the home
we've been longing for ?

From Source this our essence
transplanted in hopes
we'd transcend expectation
revitalization
cross fertilization
Re-image the past
to create a new future
with great hearts afire
the challenge is on.

Earth is aligned with Galactic Core
Direct lines are open as never before.
K Mae Jul 2013
Feminine Essence arrives from Sirius,
riding expansive emotions,
not equipped for Challenge Earth.  
Enter Orion Male Essence,
to irritate her into full glory.
Still refining the Balance.
A Creation/Evolution chapter according to The Explorer Race, Zoosh through Robert Shapiro
K Mae Nov 2012
The beaming child you were
yet dances free inside
though masked with adult care
her essence you can't hide
She takes you unaware
her mischief never still
She'll grace your life with pride
just only say you will
Say Yes !
By dreams she is your guide
on godbeams shall you ride
K Mae Aug 2012
She has no mercy for herself
Her duty is to others
Selflessly she  keeps the peace
The penitence of Mothers.

Forgive me now the Pedestal
I see it was your Cross
My adoration kept you on
Your pedestal of Loss.

Forgive me too my arrogance
I thought I saw you true
Your saintliness a chosen role
Full You I never knew

Holy Suffering  now Unveiled
Goddess Martyr  Self-Impaled.
This poem was inspired by my beloved mother, with whom I am still evolving , many years after her death.
K Mae Oct 2012
Be my lover, my sister, my mother
you open your vision that I may be nourished
I had meant this inspiration to be saved as draft. For now, it stands as is.
K Mae Oct 2012
Be my lover, my sister, my mother, my friend
you share your vision that I may be nourished
stroking my soul with  beauty unending
breathing your joy in continued rebirthing !

Grant me your succor Oh sweet lambent spirit
I bask in this heavenly realm
shaken to life with senses imploding
expanding in earthened delight !
The first Goddess of the Scented Color  was published prematurely....
"Oh give me succor sweet lambent spirit",  a response by David Alexander Walker~ Thank you !
Original inspiration : my women poet friends in India who enrich my world ~Thank you !!!
K Mae Oct 2012
One day I'll look back
and name these blessed good days
Why wait ? I smile now.
K Mae Aug 2012
Good marriage has its dead zones.
We grant each other space
Respectfully on private paths
with truths we've yet to face
Kindly we ask not too much
we trust we're here as needed
but silent subtle habits grow
with warning signs unheeded.

I have you and you have me
no fear that this will change
but if we long to feel alive
what must we rearrange?

Invite me into solitude
Disturb me when you dare
The cost is comfort
Gain unknown
Our Mysteries to share.
K Mae Nov 2012
a grand plan there may well be
beyond our reach, that certainty
accepting that it is unknown
in ignorance our seeds are sown
in suffering we strive to be
surmounting all, creatively
**our very passions by design
who watches us learns lessons fine
experiment, this universe,
pray we are blessing more than curse
Stimulated by CharlesC poem 'Choices'
K Mae Jun 2013
greet
life
pulsing  
deep in wounds
when scars reopen raw
resist reflexive closure
with unflinching presence
as portal beacons timely truth
K Mae Jul 2013
A magical world
bleeding through
to other realities
longings
pains
joys
dreams
canvases
****** of muses
drama and rescue
symphony of wands
HP....
K Mae Apr 2014
For life a woman sheltered
a wandering child of twenty
Shared delight in escapades
crying when she chose a cage
But now the brambles ***** your heels
In murky ground you're sinking
I offer you this haven heart
my teacher now needs soothing
Remember how we know it's true that*
Wisdom ebbs and flows
Some trials of age
reduce the sage
to trembling floundering terrors

You taught me how to heal the child
Now's time to heal the mother

*I hold you dear for all you are
Safe upon the shifting shore
K Mae Nov 2012
Healing I send
to you who this touches
it costs not a thing
but is freely expressed
I am not diminished
nor burdened with sorrow
but rich in this spiral
expanding with love.
K Mae Oct 2013
and when kindling
    will no longer suffice
             those dried fragments
                 so easily sacrificed

   i am called to surrender my heartwood                
             may it burn slow steady and bright
          through the length of freeze and darkness
            until miracle tender brave branching
                     when blessed returns our Sol
               *burning Self that we may thrive
                        keeping vision fires alive
K Mae Aug 2013
You are beloved, mate of my brother
staying with him as no one else could
your love surviving the end we saw coming
surviving yourself, remembering the good

I pull away now as you're with another
promising safety that you've never known
the bond that we share a painful reminder
death holds immortal what he'll never own

How do we honor the journey we've traveled
though seemingly over it streams underground
I can't see the path that allows safe communion
I pray from afar that it's joy that you've found
K Mae Mar 2019
Holy Grail
I drink from you
Faith beyond knowing
K Mae Jul 2012
upon a roof,a man and boy
the child walks the plank
man teaching son what he's become
with jabs and slams of  judgment  
fear for growing male as he
for being what he was
curious this loving child
who went to war with men
company of dying and of dead
seeking shelter
bombed
punished by his own
follow orders, do or die
everafter live the lie
Inspired by a photograph and what I know of these humans so captured.
The miracle is, the boy grew to be a fine loving man.
K Mae Aug 2012
Oh how I do Desire you
you luscious vibrant creature
Dance with me ! Do not resist !
Our Passion we'll uncover

And I the Crone am here to offer
Wisdom, Grace and Power
Handing you a Magic Key
to Honor your own Fire

Allow us now to merge in you
Relax and see we guide you true
Your path is not a righteous hell
but sweet Creation~
All is Well
How
K Mae Oct 2013
How
How can I write a life
     while running scattered swatting gnats
                        Grasping after dessicated joys ?

How then to draw my dream
          when focused on the **** and tats
                      Credence given unrelenting ploys ?


                  I'm concertmaster after all
                           Forgetting this
                    Direction is downfall.
K Mae Apr 2013
Shotgun to your head.
It's over now you're dead.
We don't have to worry
Are you safe ?
How bad the pain ?
How kind of you to **** yourself
so we don't have to worry
We can get on with our lives
won't see you stumble drunk
don't have to criticize
or spout the ultimatums
Too bad you couldn't take our guilt
Our love was not enough
our patience wore right thin
there was so much to fear to lose
(we blamed it on the bitter *****)
We did not take you in
Did not save you from yourself

We have our lives to live.
You'll never leave our memory.
How are we to forgive ?
on my brother's death three years ago
K Mae Apr 2013
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
K Mae Apr 2013
I am hub central
I send thought feelers
interdimensionally
over time and space
as I know it
If you feel me now
you may
think it's you
K Mae Jul 2013
sharing heart presence
speaking through dreamspace
voices uplifting exploring we glide
trusting connection beyond salutation
template reforming our flow is our guide
time only essence no pendulum weighted
pathways emerge as we spark from inside
receiving dreams as we birth in communion
manifest bounty with joyful shared pride
K Mae Sep 2014
on the line
after all these years
your skivvies hang
now crotch forward
ever hopeful
K Mae Aug 2015
so many words
yet not enough
to breathe with scented wind
see colors and the space defined
in fractal symmetry
our footfalls on the path
this mind is full of pulsing me
with words push your way in
I flood and overflow
don't stop this
spilling where I am
K Mae Aug 2012
Love it or Judge it
I already am It.
******.
K Mae Jul 2014
in a moment of safety
securely unknown
I ask
what value the scarring hard earned
and when I surrender
what harm that I've lost my edge
since I know nothing
what of the wisdom
I blindly vow to share
timely or timeless
a breath of the essence
nourishing fragrance of care
K Mae Oct 2012
I bow to you who nurtures
to you who loves ~~  is loved
imagination fertile
playmate on the par
sparkling mind expanding mind
it's beauty that you are

I see with joy dreams dared and shared
borne from deep embrace
support with give and take you make
shared life a sacred place
Mother's love has not been prime need, long time now.  
This poem is written for the woman who loves, and is loved by my son.
K Mae May 2015
it is too late for tasks
said he
thus causing me
to question my reason my being
I  wonder
who I could be
if not for problems and solutions
or if tasks should end before I do
K Mae Aug 2012
Image Shattered
what it is :
shards of stone cold dead
Who is it
trembling now exposed
no patterned paths to tread
Who I Knew    I Was    Now Am Not
future can't be read
present glows  ~  potential vast
Unknown   my Friend   my Dread
K Mae Sep 2013
Imagine Self
       excited in the dream
            abeam , aglow
   Companions in this space
        igniting with their own
              reflected fire
     All expanding creation
The imagination is our true self, and is in fact the living, creating God within us.
                                       Stephen Nachmanovich
K Mae Feb 2014
In the belly
of the Mother
unseen the God
Spirit is received
In the belly
of the Mother
unseen the seeds
begin to quicken
In the belly
of the Mother*
sacred reunion
fertility of Earth
The Pagan holiday Imbolc, meaning in the belly of the Mother,
celebrated beginning  sundown February 1 continuing through  February 2.  
We are halfway to Vernal Equinox, Spring.
K Mae Sep 2012
Excited I am
immersed in your music
to witness essential soul
   flowing through fingers
in passionate dances
  raw tenders with humorous roll.

Variant genius
your stories recanted
in cadence to memories drive
now syncopate rhythm with fresh melodia
haunt intertwining vines.

Joyous transmissions
you have developed
beyond the range of words
evolving anew
each time that you play them
vitality trilling the urge !
K Mae Jan 2017
these mountains
surround

bare bones rising
sharp subtle silent
stratified waves of color
crumble into gifts I can hold

your legs
strong, furred, angled against mine

your mountainness
impossibly I am held
K Mae Apr 2015
He says
I believe
I create
though phrases elude
just inhale this moment's aroma so fleeting
now detoured to no known path
dance then in freefall
the grounding unseen
*sounding wordless exhale
K Mae Jun 2013
in heat summer sleep I stir
find my skin melded to yours
dreamfeeling your flesh now mine
I dare not kiss
for where wet lips touch
you will dissolve
and be less my man more my food
K Mae Sep 2012
Never had thought of myself in this way.
It's just that I don't want to sleep !
Wandering thoughts yield directions to roam.
Darkness and silence entice me to deep
explorations such as I never would fathom
in daylight and company I keep.
K Mae Sep 2012
There is no poem.
There is only me, breathing.
Inspiration flows.
K Mae Nov 2015
much I would say to you
but lacking courage I am sure
you will not  hear
so we remain apart
presumed safe
in stasis  
our loss
K Mae Aug 2013
..............

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six days of practice dissolving illusion

mystical workings in sacred safe womb

  vacillate brave new from patterned habitual

wondering alchemically

integrate whom


..........
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Post Vywamus workshop :
Expanding Conscious Reception of Self, the Catalyst for Dissolving Illusion
K Mae Oct 2012
I retreat
allowing bones to rest on heat
asking them to do no work
shirk responsibilities....
Where are they now ?
Respond to body, just to me
stopping this insanity
not viewing life as one long test
of strength, endurance, be the best
resisting seeing me as wrong
which I have done all along
Give more, appease that judge within
who's never pleased, with focus grim
so now I stop and just receive
the love that's mine
no cause to grieve.
Title, idea and urge inspired by Victoria's poem, Retreat.
K Mae Sep 2012
This night a wildish symphony
bold crickets' rubs and frogs.
Some I misname or not name at all
and some I cannot hear.
Air decadent, moist, sweet delicate warm
permeates me..... incessantly.

What breathing, changing boundary holds and defines me?
None Now

I am beckoned and welcomed by All
so
Come Morning I shall dig.
I will kneel in hungry gratitude
for opening of Earth
Plant myself deep as I can
while tending Iris, Lily, Rose.
I am here now !

until all freezes no color will grow
no blooms no creatures here flying
Then what does it matter I'd just as soon Spirit
is welcome to sweep me away.

But I've gone too far now.
Come back to this moment
with sun warming morning
when
**I  Shall   with  Deep  Reverence   Dig.
K Mae Jul 2013
skin loved by summer
left the garden green
to be among the fish
immersed in water silky
being itself a lake
mind and body weightless
wonder that I so small
expand from sand to shore
K Mae Jul 2013
sharing feelings long withheld
promised open space*
but now
He sleeps
I wait
K Mae Oct 2012
Now ribs need healing
painfully popped from sockets
myself I wrestle
Safer to dance.
K Mae May 2013
~ ~ ~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
a d o r a t i o n
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
gratefully experiencing this moment
  e x p a n d i n g

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  
*there is no other
10w
K Mae Jun 2014
I long for my soul
that travels with you
as I am with hunger
that just you can fill.
I imagine you thus, my completion
when in truth I perceive only me
in my dream my delusion of lack.
While we are intact our creation
with stories of struggle revival and pain
as we meet and remember and dance with each other
learning and playing this journey again....
K Mae Jul 2012
I chose to be born in summer,
when my body is loved by air
and immersed in my mother's water.
I am salt .. water .. cured
K Mae Oct 2013
dreams and desires
deliberate fires
surrounding , expanding my realm

I feed and am fed
inspiration , obsession
creating til weariness wins

   fire and hunger
never fulfilled
surrender mind body and soul
tempered kindling
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