Wednesday 15 August 2012

seeds

power
driven to seed
beneath the fertile ground

yet now
emergent sap
buds of deep desires
found

between
sacred texts
of hearts
risen 
from ash

to be met
juicy
whole 
ripened 
fruit
tastes of dew
succulent
new

mystery flows
on high
ad mist
cloudless
adorning sky

outstretched arms
dances into life 
powerful high priestess
born to be 
thy wife


Wednesday 8 August 2012

beautiful tear

There is sorrow
folded upon my breast
in waves

until the day
that craves
release
from its clasp

release me wilderness
into the night air
whence i was borne
and once belonged

release me into song
into the ancient melody
that made my blood and bones
ignite
upon the journey
upon this flight

release me to love
to truth
to every beautiful tear
that falls

i am yours

Tuesday 7 August 2012

Wilderness

Sorrow
Carved me a bow
To shoot forlorn
The tempest sky
From wonder

Lead balloons
Keep me
Asunder

Drive demons
Chasing elemental dreams
From their soft nests

Welcome lovers
With a threat
A raging mess
In which we swirl

Me
The girl
Lost in the wilderness
Stuck in the webs we wove
Born from this night
Of forgotten woes

Take the heart from my chest
Remove the hatred hence
And bare new life

I beg
Your humble slave
To rejoice
In the innocent dreams
Of a newborn soul
Make me whole again
Bring me home to love
I beg
I beg
I beg

Let me come home to love

Wednesday 1 August 2012

Lammas

by the beat of the drum
the whole earth shines
into life

we reap

the harvests
of hearts
of minds

dance the golden slumber song
rejoice in the arms
of love

sing kindred fellows
for darkness wont be long
release me from regrets dark bond
release me from yesterdays
bitter blow

rejoice purity of heart
innocent song

Take the foam
the froth
of shame

balance love
with a new name

Iiswallow pride
spit its venom
to the ground

play with me
don't  make a sound

juices flow
combining body to mind
heart to soul
 a whole

once more
above the doors
of a creative
whore

circled
pencilled
low begot

fruitful
harvest
that time
forgot

Monday 23 July 2012

Beloved

Exploding inside of me
Is a song of ages

A beauty so rare that the sirens of the sea

Chose to sing it to they're lovers
beneath
The oceans spray

My heart is an evolving tapestry

A scented lover of delight

Born from majesty i rise

To meet the aspect of your eyes

What
claim  you have upon my senses
Over throw life
With a brilliant stride

I am yours

In every single imaginable way
I am alive
in your eyes

Saturday 21 July 2012

The vision

the earth 
will bend its prisms 
into splintered fractures of light 

within each cup of longing 
is born new life

go towards 
all that you know to be right 

for when evening falls 
the hands of our hearts 
will unite 

together we climb mountain sides 
towards the new ways of living 

within new paradigms 
united in grief
and in hope

building 
singing 
dancing 
healing 
knowing 

learning
a new song For our hearts

connected 
we shall become free 
walk the truth 
speak in tongues of love 

seek knowledge
from the wisdom of the earth 
from one another 

join hands 
brothers 
sisters 

join hands now 

the time is upon us 

to free ourselves from all that keeps us
from the elemental truths of peace

Monday 16 July 2012

Unicorn

The time for dancing
Came folded from the wings
Emboldened hooves
Beneath the solitude
Of yesterday's dream

Came she
Of the night wish
Lost prophet
Remembered truths

Return me to the hoof and sod
Clay mounds ran dry
Of blood

Return me to the airborne flight
The walk of the unicorn
Upon this night

Sunday 15 July 2012

Truth

Truth
Awakens

From seedlings formed
In the breath of Gaia

Phantoms
Cavorted in some
Strange spell

 Brought colour
Sold wonder
To the masses
Gathered at the windows Of delight

 Truth
Speaks freely

 Routed pathways
Of tongue
Become
Woven
Velvet song

Cradled Beneath
Your lips
Is reason
Solitude upon which men grow
Wings To fly

Grow me towards the sun
With thy truth
Spill my name from thy cup
That overflows

I am yours
In truth

The wind chose thy fruit
And i honour thee

Monday 25 June 2012

my own true love

blowing through me 
is dust
debris of years
spent longing
for the one true heart that was lost

loss of my own sweet heart

standing amidst the beauty of a day
i sing
for its return

bring home to me
sweet charity
all encompassing embrace

dance with me  
weave us a new dream
speak to me in music
touched by god

loving you
loving you
loving you
the one true heart

my own true love

Friday 18 May 2012

Tempest

Tempest

i write with silence in my veins
for the cold summer rain
bears witness

i have been worn
as garments often are
in between the soft sheets
that blow
canyons
inside of
hearts

i have been washed
weathered
battered down
crumpled
whip lashed
sodden
gown

yet still i ride
through wind
and storm
howling rage
the tempests form

within the deepest
wisest reach
within my voice
contained in speech
is my one true love

so i lay admist
driftwood
admist the remnants
of your love

but then i rise
stand naked
free
before my god
that lives in me

Tuesday 8 May 2012

The shape of a woman's heart


The shape of a woman's heart 
bear witness
for within its groves
ad mist her many alterations
alternations
contour speaks

with a voice
that moves
across the borderlines
across the centuries
of loss

unfolded
she
stolen from the first kiss
of gods

brought to earth
her feet
of glass
walk onwards
silently she marches

baring witness
to her silent mourning
her loss
unbearable

the fist
of oppression
bears down its meaty arm
upon her dreams

to speak
has been to die
a death of a thousand names

woman
of the planted seed
the sway of your hips
your downfall
for your meaning was lost
in the realms of men
brought
hungry
to her knees
sold
to greed

girl
is worn
proudly
adorned
in beauty
she is marked
from her sisters

held aloft
taken from
the cusp of truth
sold
to the god of beauty

sold
sold
sold
in bondage
a commodity

her lips learnt to lie
to twist truths
selling
empires
against her marble white skin

her flesh
becomes pornography
beauty thus has a name
as it shine from her eyes
his heart
her projected
whore

so thus she is goaded
loathed
seduced
owned
brought
sold
onto her knees

Yet
the bones of a woman
remain sacred

the shape of a woman's heart
is remembered

her truths cannot be extinquished
or silenced
for she rises
into the sunlit world

the shape of a womans heart
holds wisdom
in its arms

her stories
ready to be told

Tuesday 1 May 2012

A poem for Beltane


a fragment of earth
stands between us
as we walk
the path of love

yet our love stands
rooted
to the floor
of yore

bulging segments
of you
remain in bedded
within
me
as a seed

impregnated
with life
brimming with fullness
ready
to bear fruit

yellow lung
sun god
spits out danger

fiery heathens
threaten
to smite
longing
from
its womb

deep within
deep within

the call
sacred turf

we walk
we walk

upon the sacred bones
of earth

blessed are we
in our mothers eyes

Saturday 28 April 2012

dont tell me not to love

don't tell me not to feel
the ocean
as it crashes through

washes away

everything
i ever knew

everything i ever belonged to
is flowing
evaporating
cycling back
to the expanse of blue

inside of me
inside of you

don't tell me not to know
when the sun burns
holes in my sorrow

radiates
illuminates
our mother lives
inside of me

fire
scorches me through
brands me
with love

don't tell me not to speak
with trees
when they whisper
from their branches
as they breathe
us into life

from the roots that grow
underneath my skin
the veins of my body
the arterial blood
brother and sister
reaching out
towards the sky
in elemental glory

don't tell me not to bleed
as the ripened orange
peels
so do i

flesh and bone
of a domesticated animal
dances in primal
movements
in sacred
unity
of blood

don't tell me not to dance
when the music in my soul
rises
froths
simmers
rises
higher than the sky

for the great goddess
she moves
swirls
inside
of me
with might
she lifts me clear
of the ground

don't tell me not to belong
when arms are open
and hearts are full
and each hand outstretched
welcomes me
home

in friendship i am grown
in love i am remembered

don't tell me not to love
when all of truth
delegates anger unto ash

i am wrapped in the arms of love
as a mother wraps her newborn babe
i am tender
true

every aspect of my love is
interchangeable
forgiving

every aspect
is new

Love sees all
love knows all
love is my heart
and yours

we all become love in the end
my friend

open yourself wide
and know love
it lives in every aspect of your eyes

aspects of light

aspects of the light

the wealth of arms
around us
we are not forsaken
or sold
we are not rendered mute
or brought for gold

we are fireflies
burning up the night
stolen from the goddess light
brought to the cusp
of understanding

behold
in wonder
and delight
hold onto the night

for the fierce winds will blow
the memories from your sight

lovers will return
hearts will return

hold on
hold on

hold on to the night
hold on
we are
aspects of light

Wednesday 25 April 2012

flashlight

Written in 1994

in the dark
without the flashlight of a friend
seeking
outwards
for greater things

objects
sentences
subjects
that accumulate
into a happier flavour

darkness endeavours us
to feel our way
in murky concealment's

brewed by beings
foundlings
swollen
to touch

hold out thy hands
embrace its offered
chastity

Willow

close my eyes
to hear you pray
charming girl
wrapped in white chiffon
and play

beneath the sadness
we walked in sunshine
out of the rain
we blossomed
and grew
beneath the willow and the yew

child of my own eyes
turned inside
skipping in silent reverie
roaming still
inside of me

you bloom
you bloom
for yesterday is through

sadness spins us out 
into the day lit spin
weaves us 
as threads
into the mystery 
within

take my hand child
leap 
into the vast expanse
of what is

we were never parted
merely 
disconnected 
from our source

hold my hand child
i am yours
 

blue lovers

Tracing the years
through steady steps
i can see the distance fade
yesterday pales
nothing is left other than fragments of a name
well worn

who the woman is in the mirror
i cannot say
she is nameless
she is more than

the epicentre of the universe
lives
inside of her

she cannot be divided
she cannot be shelved into
pieces of
portions of

beyond
the sanctuary
she calls home
is the road

the road is silence
brought to the lips
of those that hear

the waves of it
beat
upon the shore
of knowing

knowing
lays beneath the surface
of the world

beneath breath
where the dreams swirl
in cloudbursts
above our heads

gentle rain
reminds me
to close my eyes
to the static voices

to go deeper into the blue

for blue lovers
dance
wrapped in
their universal dream

Saturday 21 April 2012

wrapped inside a leaf

this child
wrapped inside the leaf
this woman
this boy
this thing
that has grown here in the shade
between us
is alive and growing
towards the sun

this connection of our souls is raw and untempered
this feeling that sits
in our laps
is of infinite possibility

these words that are so softly spoken
are of love
and that that lies unbroken

the melodies here 
are perfected in light
as is the tone of your skin
and the colour of your eyes
and the way you hold me
in your sight

Rolling words and tumbling views -2008

Rolling words and tumbling views
saturate our world with hues

love is lost
amongst words
yet still remaining
hidden treasures 
hiding tepid and cautious
for boldness and honesty to prevail
once again

Rolling words and tumbling views
hold down and disappoint

hearts on the edge of love
hearts filled with angry words
songs of fear
hold us near
whispering in ears
unforgiven
yet still
true to the memory of love once felt

Rolling words and tumbling views
spies of love

revolutions unfold
i can barely breathe through tears
for loves lost years
remembering what was once held dear

Rolling words and tumbling views
cannot replace the thought of you

still beside me
now and then
not like all the other men
you are all that i knew to be
worldly and true

Rolling words and tumbling views
stumbling blocks for us to fall
upon

silent voices lost
speak up love
remember
who we are and who we were
before our trials began
when we were still friends

harvest

pulsating
grip
wrestles to the ground
thy heart

bare
flagellated
round

beating in the unflinching fist
of hand

as blood drips
into the open wounds 
held within

love
 seeps into the core
of all that is desired
yet despised

 ruthless
in pursuit
for truth

yet its
soggy 
heartless
whine
is held in the air
 seeks transparency
it cannot hide
from thee

 woman 
born of blood and soil
 can take the longing from
lips
 plant them
amidst arid desert

 grow life
from death

love cannot turn for long
fallow fields await 
planting

love will come
birds will fly home
we will reap
the harvest
sown

Thursday 19 April 2012

sapling bud

Between the evergreen boughs
brought here from kings
of the fae
are wisps from the breath
of an angel 
where the angel did lay

silent
between the layers of sod
waiting 
for one moment to kiss
the dew
on her ripened lips

sweet child
born from the crust
on the edges of time itself

she 
sits with willow
bracken hence 
tastes the rain
that heaven sent

only for her delight 
wraps her gentle arms
around thy neck
 ride out
upon the glade
 touched by the sunlit
spray

golden streams
beget love
grow the sapling bud
 
for tomorrow
comes
to honour
the beauty of thy face
 
welay beneath
the tender leaves
 cradling the darkness hence
 in memory of 
thy innocence

Wednesday 18 April 2012

the kingdom of the heart

the remnants fall
like guided beacons 
left 
on an unarmed shelf
for some other dream
to light the way

hope is nearby
surrounded by dust
waiting to be polished
new
performed
practised
perfected

the soldered remnants
form
into pools of sleep
lost in the residual dreams
of a laboured mind

gone are the wistful
gone are the innocent hands
to hold

here
the truth is born
 the truth of old

it is the knowing of heart
for it is the only kingdom
that i fall upon
to pray
 

Friday 30 March 2012

Grace

change is gonna come
its gonna come
like the waves 
upon the sand
onto the shore
of your heart

and when it  comes
fragments of you
will be washed away
into the great expanse of blue

and some fragments of you
will be left behind
on the shore

be
like the grain of sand
that does not look for its brother
that has been washed away

the grain of sand simply "is"
it does not seek to be
anything other

so i say to you
that change is gonna come

everything
is change
we are saturated in it
there is nothing to hold on to

only fear
keeps us here
on this shore of grief

the fear that grips
and binds
and injures
us

so i say to you "let go, let go, let it be"

as the sand
lets the sea wash away its brother
let your life fall
and trust
and know

that in the falling
there is grace

there is always grace

Thursday 29 March 2012

Symphony

there is a symphony just below our feet
underneath the concrete steps
if you listen carefully
you can hear the prayer
of the city
beat
underneath

sticky love

caught up
in this sticky web
that binds
us together

my hands and feet are bound
and no matter how much i bellow
from the depth of my lungs
nobody comes

and as i wrap and wrap and wrap myself in frantic panic
to escape

the sticky web wraps me tighter
emeshes me in its grip 
and i am powerless

so i say to you my love
lets stop
lets stop now
and speak the truth

maybe it is me that needs to stop
maybe you are speaking your truth

so i say to me 
i need to stop
i need to speak my truth
and my truth is
i am scared

i have invested
my love into your hands
and that can only play one way

so i say to myself now
step out
look in
see this for what it really is

it is love
of course it is love
but not the crazy sticky kinda of love
but the sweet beautiful succulent kind of love
that only grows with letting go

so i say to you my love
let me go
so i can let you go
and therefore we can be
love

please no more pulling
let us be true
for i love you
i truly do

Wednesday 28 March 2012

my life is a series of events, leading me to the still point of now.  This is my creed:

My life is dedicated to the path of now.
My life is dedicated to the path of love.
My life is dedicated to the path of peace.
My life is dedicated to the path of power.
My life id dedicated to the path of light.
My life is dedicated to the path of truth.
My life is dedicated to the path of trust.
My life is dedicated to the path of growth.

ripening

inside
each one of us
is a chrysalis
it cannot be seen
it can only be felt

its contours shimmer
it crackles with light

it lives within each of us
from the moment that the stars were born
it was woven into our hearts
by unseen hands

the thread was delicately pulled
and each one of us has a slightly differing hue

the snag was caught
the ends were tied
and what was left
lay inside

until the ripening hour
of our own hearts
came

and with steady drops
from the sun and the rain

life began to grow
and expand
to the point where an explosion
shifted 
the sand

and we became the butterfly
that we were always destined to be

we had not forgotten
we have remembered

that within each one of us
is a beauty
so rare
so perfect
that angels planted it there
with a kiss

Loki

drip drop 
goes the clock

tick tock
tick tock
tick tock

creeps the mist
the fog
the smog
silently seeping into cracks
through

into the vessel
which we call "I"

it plays a merry dance
its weaves
and smiles
it loves
it knows
it tricks
it beguiles

for the clever misty fog
is the great trickster of all
Loki
the laughing god

he lays out carpets
adorned with fruit
so succulent 
that you must take one bite

"ahhhaaa" he shrieks with glee
when all falls down
on knees
and burns

for Loki is a clever soul
that winds
and wraps
eats up bliss
feeding on joy
revelling in mischief
Loki is a clever boy

a clever boy indeed

but one thing that Loki doesn't know 
is the wisdom of a woman's heart

for true wisdom cannot be won with a smile
nor embellished
nor tainted 
nor subdued

for a woman's wisdom is deeper than a canyon
deeper than the earth
of love

deeper and deeper

the woman's wisdom sits
and will not be shaken
from its root

so fly above trickster Loki
dance around
do your very very best

but know
that a wise wise wise woman
will stand 
and smile
and say
i forgive you
go free
be still

come to the heart of me and i will hold you there
for your fears cannot harm me now

for i am 
the wisest root of all

i am the mother
i am the earth
rooted and tall

with this Loki knows
there is no way to move or escape
so Loki submits
his mischief to the wind
and embraces love

Loki is encompassed in truth
transmuted
for all of time

turning



to say the words "i love you"
to watch them fall from my mouth
onto the ground
to be soaked into the earth
not making a sound

but in silent reverie

I know you heard the words
as they fell

when you turn away from me
my heart sinks
but in that silent reverie 
i know
that all is well
and that my heart is still full
and whole

and in the turning
there is beauty

there is beauty in turning because
life is turning

the sacredness of the great circle
the ever moving flow
that is never still for long

so as you turn from me now
i do not weep
for sorrow or grief

but smile with joy
for the knowing of love
and the heart that is full

for my love
is free
and never still

Tuesday 27 March 2012

ribbons


one word

you took
mistook
me
for someone
someone that i am not

i am not
in all
in all i am not
for i know not

thoughts and deeds
are not the source of I
they are merely actions
speed ed from
a moving car

twisted into light
upon the rippling stream
from the suns window
we shine

but we are streams

streams upon ribbons
upon streams
of light

we are not
and never shall be 
the fears that dwell 
within the cave of remembering 
are echoes
 of light
in the ears
and in the heart
but they are not
we are not

all that is
are the ribbons that bind us to the light