us
i am slow
to embrace this word
it feels confining
i don’t trust it
i fear that i
will be swallowed up
in the “u”
and chained
to the “s”
with you
the “u” feels undulating
the “s” safe
i see nothing
in your hands
or heart
to hurt me
i see only the open,
swirling shapes–
nothing crossing
nothing closed
i see possibility
in
us
When I am deeply rooted in my own power and take full responsibility for my life, my spirit can soar free. My spirit is not beholden to gravity and the rules of the physical world but my body is. The nature of reality, according to many belief systems is that the physical world is an…
the fire was spun like caramelized sugar with a smirk (and the hissing) my tongue, wet and hungry reached out to closed spaces (closing spaces) the balloons soaring above the firelight taking a piece of me into the embers below (with a hiss) it darkened and everything went cold the fire remains but doesn’t warm…
Oh! The gentle grace of a feverish afternoon. You lay in my arms in your perfection, sleeping fitfully my lips kissing wellness into your forehead– your cheeks. You awaken, believing it a new day (I tell you I remember that feeling when I was sick!) and proclaim today you will be “peppier”. We watch the…
The Sacrifice by Rites of Spring on Grooveshark “It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” ~Rainier Marie Rilke It is stormy today on this first day of Spring in the Northern Hemisphere. For me, it is the perfect texture for this day. Spring can be a time…
I drew the Death card from The Mythic Tarot two days in a row. I’m paying attention to that. I’m writing a show right now. It’s a big undertaking to open to a story wanting to be told through you. It’s one thing to perform someone else’s work or just to write something and close…
she came this morning during morning mediation with chanting and toning (shimmering beauty) we snuggled and spoke of sunlit memories and private gardens (naked in the buttercups) we conjured a place to dwell filled with peace and flowers (art-making and altars) she toned and we chanted peace to all beings (including ourselves) May all hearts…