Life drawn from
earth’s rich soil,
swells the body
beyond full.
Poppy droops
before its blossoms,
heavy with promise,
dreams release.
Sweet fragrance dances,
hope set free.
Author: CK
Raven knows both life and death and tends the bridge between. Like Raven, I know two worlds. Sometimes it seems only one can survive. Raven reminds me that I too am a bridge, able to touch both worlds.
She asked to go for a walk
You haven’t the strength
to walk where we once did
so here, I’ll carry you
past farms and fields
across the bridge
through the parts of town
where we weren’t supposed to go
we never did like rules
Set your spirit free
my fierce, sweet warrior
Battered
I bleed from each slice,
each lash against your skin.
I am swollen and bruised,
from the blows to your heart.
Enough, please,
let me lead you across.
You’ve fought long and hard,
and you’re not giving up.
Please, let me show you,
there is another way.
Now
Be present. Be here, now.
But the task at hand
is not
the task I want to do.
Opening
creamy skin and freckles,
wrapped around my quilt.
koru unfurls gently,
brushing hope against
your heart
coaxing you to open,
as you fill yourself
with me
She Sees
She sees me.
Her eyes are closed
she’s dreaming.
Yet she knows,
I am here.
She sees me,
pragmatic,
taking everything in stride.
Yet she finds my wound
and softly kisses there.
She sees me,
shielded in ink,
belted in masculinity.
Yet she reaches her hand
to claim her wahine.
Ten Words
My companion watches me
with primeval intensity
Without the slightest hesitation,
dreaming is abandoned
The voice of hopefulness
embraces reality
Whakamātau
i mua aroha
tūtohu
Matariki ringa
hiainu koraha wahine
taritari
awarua rere tahi manawa
hononga
taonga mauri
An Attempt (at writing a Maori poem)
before love
a symbol
Pleiades on my arm
thirsty desert woman
waits
two streams flow into one heart
joined
precious life force
Winter Solstice 2014
Turning toward the light, to welcome this new day
I give thanks for the seasons of the dark
that teach me to find light in my own soul
I embrace the coming warmth that is my reward
for walking this path with honesty
Our Quiet Pool
After the sweet words have swelled my heart and saturated my soul,
After trust has slogged through the rocks and mire,
When emotions have found their freedom in a sheltered cove,
Rest with me a while, till our minds are clear again.
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