Butterfly Woman

With Butterfly Wings
    she dances
        on the breeze
Of her own fancies

In feather brush-strokes
    she creates
         soul windows
out of rainbow paint

Deep in her mind's eye
    she writes
          love songs
out of sun and moon light

The Butterfly Woman
    she sings
         secret songs
from Life's beginning

The Song of Us

Enwrapt in the darkling quietude
    Sit by my side...and let the world slip
And you and I alone
    in our togetherness
Breathe our thoughts as one.

Come to me without touching
   in the still silence of our souls
And leave 'you' and 'I' by
   as, finally limitless,
We sing the song of 'Us'
   

Modern Jester.

The madcap Jester
   in bathrobe motley
Bleats his horn
    in the jungle
        of our subconscious

With his shield of Humor
    he wields words
like weapons
    piercing the armor
of our preconceptions

He hunts the hunters
    and from his throat
bellows the defiance
    for the silent deer

Enter the Wall-World
    of his dreams
at your own risk
   prepared to be provoked

Through song he sings
    harsh truths
(This romantic poet)
and relishes the duel
   with Thinking minds

Come thought-bare...
    and prepare to leave
envelop'd in nettle barbs
     of prickly wit.

Tightrope of Life

I never wanted to walk the line
Between the damned and the divine

But now I strive to sit and wait
Upon the razor-edge of fate

Dreams and Fancy, Truth and Lies
The masquerade behind my eyes

Holding balance, staying free
Twixt what has been...and what will be.

The Puppet

Pretty little Doll

Once she danced
    to the beat
of her own drummer

Now

She ties the strings
    around her limbs
and dances to the beat
     of another.

In the Earth Garden a Goddess Sleeps

In a forgotten forest
    in a mossy glen
A Goddess lies
            Sleeping

Her fern-crowned head
    nestled in the bosom
of the Earth

She dreams us whole
    and dreaming;
Wakes the sleeper
      in our soul.

 

Jungle Morning 2003

Morning dew
    shimmers
        in silver droplets

Prisms of color
    explode
         and evaporate
At every turning

Jade and Ocher
    vie for dominance
          as leopard screams
split the silence of the mind

The Doll 4-6-01

A broken doll lies forsaken
     on a dirty sidewalk
Her porcelain smile soft
     and wistful
Her painted eyes still
     sparkling with life

Belying the cracks
    and rents in her broken body

Abandoned and unloved
     she lies exposed
          to the elements
Unnoticed by the busy
     bustling feet
           of passersby
They are intent on their own worlds

Discarded
     she waits in vain
For the once-cherisher
     who will cherish her
No more.

Butterfly Wings 10-00

Butterfly Wings brush my cheek
     and I begin to tremble and ache
Words dissolve and melt
     in the fire from the least of touches

Locked in my mind
     thoughts coalesce then dissipate
Lost in the gentle brush
     of fingers across my cheek

You ask me what I feel
     I do not know
I can not say
     I haven't even told myself yet

But I grow weak and tremble
     with a mixture of desire and fear
when words and thoughts dissolve
     in the seduction of Butterfly Wings 

Desire 9-19-00

Our eyes meet and fire crackles
          Electric Force
               Connecting two desires

Heat is transferred
          and magnetized
               in proximity

Morality and Thought melt
          in the furnace
               of our gaze

Bodies touch without touching
         connect in ether
                desires merge

Molten Energy when our eyes meet.

Divided Choice 9-18-00

Conflicting Desires
     Torn in two
Lust and Love
     on opposite sides
Exerting equal force

One choice leads to
     resentment
The other to
     betrayal

Flip the coin
     and both sides
make you lose

Frozen in the middle
     you cannot
Turn to one
     without
Turning away from the other

Torn in two
     you stay
          waiting.

Hidden Knowing 3-31-94

I hide from life within a cage
     ignore inherent facts of age
          and hide my head at face of rage

In fancy, free, my thoughts do range
     imagining worlds, exceeding strange
          where every moment heralds change

But from reality hide my face
     balk at mankind's scrabbling race
          and fear life's speeding, hectic pace

I hide from my relentless age
    I build a wall surrounding change
         Ignore time's track upon my face

But know, inside, and suffer pain.

Torn 9-20-00

Balancing on a Razor's Edge
          Blindfolded

Cut by choosing

Cut by staying

Crystalline tears drop
          and shatter

Scattering needle-dagger shards

Wrap yourself in the tatters
          of discarded armor
                    and bleed

Shadow's Time (between 95-00)

Dying trees spend their last
     in a brilliant gasp of color
This is the time when
     Death takes over

Samhain, All-Hallows, All Souls
     The Day of the Dead
The haunted spirits are free
     to roam the world

Hide, or they may take you over
     black cats arch and hiss
Defense in glowing eyes
      and gaping orange grin

The young and young-at-heart
     hide faces in a masquerade
daring to become what cannot be
     and, for a moment, being Free

Tides of Life 3 - 2001

 Ocean tides of life
    sweep over all
Time lingers on and
    flows in waves

Open hearts, the
    blood-tide flows
sweeping, singing, sighing

Energy flows like
     music through
my soul...
     Connection with
all of creation.

An Ocean of Trees 3 - 2001

In an Ocean of Trees
     Energy builds and flows
          tidal
Connections form as walls
     and defenses fall
           away
Community and oneness
     create themselves through
          truth
Joined in openness
     beneath an
          Ocean of Trees

Kaleidoscope early 2011

A fun-house mirror-maze
     my mind
Lost in distortions
     deceptions

We see ourselves
    through warped glass
Shifted and slanted
    Kaleidoscope

Funny how many
    find that scary
Undesirable

The twisted view
    births creativity
Without the warp
    the weave fails.

Passion 11-11-94

In the heat of Passion

    Bodies Entwine

           and Touch

Limb curls about Limb

     As Heat begins

          and turns to Flame

Fire consumes the Blood

     and Sweat moistens Flesh

          as Bodies Merge

          and Souls Unite

In the Heat of Passion

Unity ~ 1994

Life simplifies itself in Darkness

Confusing colors disappear at end of Day

Shades of gray define
     and unify the world
          of Night
Where quiet reigns
     and sleeping lovers
          lie tangled
In a silvered sprawl of limbs and shadow

Becoming One Inseparable Being

Differences are gone
     ugliness departed
          alchemized
Into a swirl
     of silver moonlight
          and black shadow
By Night's equalizing darkness

The conflicts of Light are gone

Life simplifies itself at Night

Parallel World 3-30-94

Shadowed trees stand sentry 'round
     the grove of moon's reflection
While peaceful clouds play hide-and-seek
     with starlight's loving-bright projection

Hidden faeries usher forth
     knowing well of Night's protection
Working their bright will on earth
     not fearing mankind's cruel rejection

Dreams abound for those who see
     whose eyes hide not behind convention
And Love and Peace are there for all
     with life's great gift: Imagination