Let’s bury the hatchetWe can’t cut down the pastSo let’s take rest in its shadeAnd tear up the rootsFor clinical examinationOf the scars that match our heartsOr the marks made in the trunkCarving here lies foreverThat love that love that loveMade against a rainbow headboardWhile the world rained upon usDimensia unfolded like fruit peels overripeAmongst…
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Love chronicling cont. [micropoems]
[Clandestine Nines]Kisses reaching into eternityAs you reach through my third chakraClimbingSeeking the releaseSlightest gaspPauseAs we listen to the rainTrembling (although you nearly love how I can’t help it) – did she hear us?eternity. Breath. The continuance of your hipsAssured by the silence on the other side of what now feels like paper (though we’ll call…
Lions are never surprised [a poetic]
On this I do meditate:Does it surprise you that we arrived together at the lions gate?Two manes wrapped atop our headsAs we took to stately rest in bedYet sleep could not allureFrom temptation of experiencing a love so pureOn this I now meditateDoes it surprise you that we arrived together at the lions gate?Your paws…
What god/call of the wolf [a poetic]
At an edge of the wood, where there was no path,Where I explored freely,Suddenly upon the soles of my feet,Still wet on muddied play,Scratched the roughness of paved hard road,Two grey legs stretching forever beyond meFalling into the horizon.I look back at the wood behind meSearching for the knowing guiding gaze of the wolfThe wild…
“This is a forever thing – just so you know” [poem-thing]
I was so young and excited to be free!I asked if you would appreciate my flightAnd not tie a string to me:“I’m more like a bird, not like a kite.” You laughed and kissed me dearlyAnd said, as you pulled me in close,“My love, I love that you love to flyBut, this is a forever…
Get Naked
Let’s get naked together… Help strip me of my ego and I’ll disrobe the stress from your mind. Give up article of timidity, illusion And cast aside veils donned in shame about our truths. Kiss each other’s spirits the way we caress skin, run our hands through each other’s ideas the way we play in…
#selfie
As I transition the layout of my website over the next few weeks, old pages resurface and I’ve elected to give some of them homage with a renewed posting. The following is one such, posted a few years ago, in honour of Women’s History Month and, of course, myself. All my life, I’ve been taunted…
Heaven’s mess
(A throwback) The place I heard heaven’s message was where I stood and could see no distinction between the parts of you and the parts of me, mixed up in beautiful chaos, and realized experiencing the universe was what we called “love.” It has been ever so simple since.
The unmarked boxes in my closet
I had a legal marriage once. He was noble, sweet, compassionate, and fiercely intelligent. He loved me and I loved him. It was as simple as that (as he often said). When people asked me why I was marrying him (we were both very young, and I was somewhat of a burning car while he…
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