I will roll on into the darkness of the nightLike the candle’s single flame that casts its lightInto every crevice of shadow made in dayComing forward with new dimension lit full faceAs with the moon renewed in her quiet darkOpens nude bosom to reveal the brightness of her heartI will call out the name of…
Tag: vulnerability
Love like tree frogs make in rainbow trees
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…
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…
#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.
until the next time [a poem]
my love like wine made us drunk. stumbling over skipped heart beats and broken guards we carried each other over the threshold of fear squinting unconsciously against the blinding vulnerability of lovers that let go of yesterday and tomorrow crashing into one another like turning 21 ignoring the consequences like foresight was a made-up curfew…
the death I’ll wish I had
“One is love. The other is finding a way of coping with life that does not push love away.” – on the two pillars of life, with regards to living a healthful one of quality and happiness, after a 75-year study, Dr. George Vaillant There are things we grow up with in our heads,…
my year inadequately summed [a personal note]
This, this is just for me, for my collection, but I share it because maybe you’ll find something that clarifies some aspect of something you’ve read or feel inspired by something you see. 2014 has been a most incredible year, on so many levels. When I consider the impact it has had on me already…
on fearing vulnerabilities (micropoem & poem)
(your hands were up) A symbol of surrender But I was intimidated by your vulnerability I emptied the barrel Ink bled across the page. Self/Abnegation I would have flown to her then Kissed her like I was Fighting death’s lips Demanded her to spend the rest of her life Tied up with mine If only…
my humanity [a brief crafted thought]
There are moments, sometimes, I feel so justified in my humanity, feel so rightly vulnerable, feel excited, feel alone, feel endlessly hopeful, feel despair, feel desire for my deepest wants that burns to the point of physical ache, feel beautiful, feel foolish, feel too proud, too modest, gullible, feel too easily hurt, feel guarded, too…
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