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the dreaming child

having moments of meditation and gratitude i am with the living i am with the breathing i am with my heels in the sands of time the days are keeping me warm and the nights aware of the beauty in the stars energy being given freely without the need for reciprocation but my heart can’tContinue reading “the dreaming child”

The Funky Tadpole

Painting like a kid again in the 1970’s

mushroom collage

watercolor mushrooms

I’m not even trying them on

I want A pair of boots A simple ad And I am in need of adventure I want the pair of boots That I saw in a movie Where the heroine escaped and won But wait a minute Wasn’t there torture Cruel humility And weakness exposed Will my feet feel the same as hers? TheContinue reading “I’m not even trying them on”

when muses fish

I am here No, you’re not You were never away So how can you be here When you never went away You only closed a blind Eye An eye that was blind Before you shut it We were here Waiting Just as a fisherman Does On a lakebed Nobody And we mean no body FishesContinue reading “when muses fish”

for the love of a muse

For the love of a muse How do you reach out? To the voices in your head They are a part of me and yet un Words whispers thoughts unannounced to me Appear before me On the paper Gestures of my hands Waves over the keys But the words are not thy own I searchContinue reading “for the love of a muse”

heaven’s gate

My love You touched my soul And bled into it deeply I regret that I cannot give you life To appear before me In all your glory and belief I swagger and sway in unconnected uniformity Connect the dots in the heavens and then you may address me I bare my heart so that youContinue reading “heaven’s gate”

from a daughter of Jupiter

Many moonlight reflections Rebound Reverb Artificial inseminations Of intelligence Artifacts of futures bound Into a chrysalis I hold in my hands That act of dispensing Dispersing knowledge Without care Without free will to guide Its luminosity An ever changing beacon to light The will of man As no other has gone before it Will weContinue reading “from a daughter of Jupiter”

hidden

I was hiding In the light of day Standing out In the dark of night But you did not see me Before you face Another moment of truth Ask me How I became invisible And my reply will be By being obvious Obliviously obvious As the nose on your face The white of your eyesContinue reading “hidden”

lint collector

A lint collector Is to be my calling I do not weave the tapestry I do not cut the threads I do not wind The shuttles But I find The lint The scraps cut The threads worn bare The tiniest spectators of life And I cherish them I hold them in my arms And weepContinue reading “lint collector”