The air is hot tonight and weighs
heavily upon my soul…
From whence I came here I don’t recall
but I know that I will not be staying long…
My arms as wings long to take flight
along the paths of mystics long
forgotten… but me I’m still here-
watching as night turns to day
and seasons float into each other
and though the heat is upon my
body, sweaty and low, I reckon I will
be slowly moving into that which
might let me sleep- perhaps to take off
in dream- to these places I ache to go…
Perhaps I’ll see you there
Tag: soulconnections
starlight of hope and memory
oh light! you found me on my knees
praying that grace might take pity
and remove this ache that dogs me so…
and like cool water, you soothed my soul
that golden longing that touched me-
and into the ether, i bled songs for you
of days, long ago… that i remember yet;
your touch, a fire with no burn, that softly
lingers upon my spirit-
starlight of hope and memory
faded forever now into my energy
aftermath
I woke up confused
the walls, this room, the clock
that I knew I didn’t have
Replay, rewind.., open mind
the moon… remembering last night
Like a buzzsaw
How we walked the beach, under full
moonlight… listening to waves crash
In the aftermath…
and the love, carnal passion, stoked
flames of fire that burned
into the rising of the sun
wisdom over passion
sparks between two traveling souls
is unmistakable; when they meet, they know
that perhaps they’ve met before
and yet, these souls, should they stoke
flames of passion, will invoke a fire that
cannot be put out…
and the residual loss of such an extended burn
leaves casualties that cannot be mistaken
and ash becomes the aftermath…
so while I might desire to burn bright, for just
a minor time, i have been down this road before
and wisdom will not allow me to walk it anymore
waking tear
oh! would that i could protect my heart
from such weakness it has for you…
when your soul sings sweet nothings
to me, drifting me softly to sleep;
for within those lullabies, lies hope
that you might yet, find me…
though soul’s purpose be shrouded-
clouded by misgivings of the day,
i can’t help but think of thoughts
that you might still find your way…
and within those thoughts, held is grief,
for my eyes hear what my ears refuse
to see… you, my love, are but a memory
and I am just a waking tear
elemental love
you enter me as softly blowing wind
reaching outer edges of my soul
and within my stream, you wash your feet
loves sacred ritual and offering
water and air, cleanse the space
upon the green field where we lay
its here within eternity’s soft embrace
the passion of our union grows
a fire that cannot be contained
within our hearts intensely glows
until the flames reach heaven’s gate
conflagration of divine control
then like a breeze, you float away
as raindrops from my eyelids fall
mountain and stream will wait again
for your soft touch to come and call
sunshine
the sliver of sunshine that i can see
from the window pane of my heart
keeps me striving to move forward
in hopes that maybe someday
I will see just a little more…
that maybe someday i will taste
the spring air that flows
through the open fields
just beyond the threshold of my door
echoes of passion
though you’re no longer here
i wonder if you still feel me…
my pulsating, vibrating, echoing
energy; adrift in the ether-
whispering silent longing
to the heavens as the skies
open up into a soft rainfall
of pleasure and memory
this maze
So much lies between
me and love
So many secrets that I keep
from myself
Barriers of self betrayal
line the rooms of my house
dividing any chance for sleep
for peace, for love to find me…
And though I cry out lost in
this maze of my own undoing
I am not strong enough to knock
it down
sadness
I am sadness
bottled in an attractive wrapping,
manufactured by the highest pain,
handled with the least care…
and yet still you find me
filling and healing, and loving-
you! the salve of my misgivings,
sorrow and suffering…
you! who pick up my broken pieces
even after my shards make you bleed…
somehow you still find a reason
to protect and ingest all of me