seagull chases heron
(and wins!)
the purring of a ferry engine
and red, gauzy sky
a kind father teaching his children to fish
two kayakers gliding
while girls throw stones
a small tugboat gracefully pulls more than her share
(a metaphor for mothering)
there is peace here
My friend is taking a class at Antioch called Archetypes in Classical Literature. The Vampire Archetype is the first one they are studying which brought she and I to a conversation about this Archetype and where we see it in our lives: in our relationships. Her professor, a Jungian analyst, mentioned that in vampire stories,…
His Futile War He and she The space between Push Pull Plunder Pillage Penetrate– Her earth Her womb Her mystery. She will not be contained. She engulfs– like the ocean or quicksand. She envelopes– like a carpet of sky or hot lava. She is volcanic mystery overflowing. He tries to contain the uncontainable.
you live in a box made of limits, rules and pain perhaps you like it
The laying in bed at midnight in the dark listening, sharing, laughing for hours. Then that quiet space in between thoughts and words where he says, “yeah…” Then exhales with a stretch. (that)
maybe all i ever needed was to let life come to me to stop trying so hard to wait and listen to be a bowl to be filled more chalice less blade i like being filled up i like being soft
