Everywhere I Am

I am a beautiful woman with all my different parts

even the scarred and sometimes oozing pieces of art

I am holder of potentially infinite cosmos

empty, yet full of energy…waiting to be breached…to finally feel life force meant this eternity of time

Every eternity seems to last forever, until it ends

fading into the fog of nights highways

Send forth your energy, the god meant to receive, will receive

“That’s why my forehead shines

I’ve been kissed by the stars of divine

My energy will always find

Me.”

Arms Wide Open

I miss your presence and funny quotes

your beanie in my drawer and chair to hang your coat…all the belly laughs and jokes

The sincerity of your voice

…the comfort level was no joke

So, you think you’re able to lift me yet?

I only weigh a buck ten, soaked and wet, maybe 111…

and what of my bands of rubber, tucked under cover, safely in a bag for me…to discover them gone without a trace?

It’s always been you, I saw it on your face

your eyes, they cannot be erased nor replaced…I’ve tirelessly traced

every word, every cue

did I miss an important clue in this mind blowing case…

I had no intentions

loves intentions have me

breathing deeply, trying to “see.”

Abundant blessings from me to you, may love and peace soon ensue.

This Old Town

Thought I was going with the flow, turns out I was just slow

The hook sank in so far, if I pulled it out it’d surely leave a scar… with it in I can’t go far

Stuck with you in the kiddie pool, a fish out of water just won’t do

I know me and you know you, crossed around, flipped upside down…who is who?

Looks like we’re all grown up, what’s left to do?

Ain’t it funny how time doesn’t grow but only a flash of light…and where we are now, no one knows quite

I’m easy to be found, I kinda like this stable ground…a little inner peace abound

Grateful now for this love that’s found, me…

wish I hadn’t been too blind to see

it’s always been you somehow…

The Burden of Time

The unexplainable saw an opportunity and ran with it, using yourself and I

Did you think I’d burn to the touch

It is the imperfections you see, that can bring about a good memory

smiles and glimmering, teeth

from laughing, belly aching

I’m breaking can’t have you

I’m faking not wanting you

now my heart is aching

seeing then what I don’t see now

Heart aches for me, somehow

I know I’ll see your smile

It meant, means too much in very little miles

I’m breathing down your neck like a heathen…lord help me if I’m breathing

I’m going to need some guidance with this one…some reason for this years season…

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…persistence of memory…

12/12/2020

Your attempts aren’t failures you see

there is a compass inside me

I am the commander of my vessel

I am the captain of my ship

I love to control the mind, although sometimes I slip

It winds up on the hips, doing stretches and dips

The freezing chill persists

no longer allowing me to resist

the fire that warms me when you are near

Lay eyes on me soon,

I miss you

Desert Rose

Paying debts of unknown origins

where loves abates at the I alone gates

Two feet, two hands, I can hardly stand…the journey always long

Rapping upon the iron lock

as blood runs from knuckles down past hand…

Let me in, this place is too strange

all of it, rearranged

No answer, nor a reply

Throw me to the wolves ‘eh

that’s where I come from guys!

Look into my eyes…

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Slits Create Whys

Still no word from half home

only flashes of steady monochrome

A familiar voice and tone

muffled worse than a telephone…albeit I long to hear clearly

Clear like this phrase that I hear on my out days, “Is there something I can help you with?”

Yet still no word from half home, must be content, his zoo has grown…

Outsiders, we roam

anticipating an invitation home

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Whispers on Waves

In twisted tongues of flushed cheeks

pretzeled limbs weaving clean through, seeks

From struggles a kind of beauty grows, explodes

a resilience as pure as the primal snows

And from this beauty a truer self is shown

new perspectives form

emotions still a little storm

mixed with gentle breezes of the norm…

Some nights filled with lovers adorned

I just close my eyes and take it all in, as the waves ripple against and around my skin…

Like raining daggers from up high, why must you poke at my main eye

Like two skies in one…

Primal Paradise

Blue wood seed bloomed

I was just being me

You were just being you

and somewhere, I think something else understood

what we should’ve

because damn it’s been good , amazing…

in my black oasis

pen and paperless

leaving me speechless…never tasteless

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Half a Heart

When the candle cries

the flame does dance

burning down endlessly

Attaching to whatever it encounters

hot wax building new pathways where tenderness draws near…

Listening now with my auditory ear

waiting for the day it becomes loud and clear…

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