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

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

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

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

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