If I pour my heart
Out to you
Is it too heavy?
You see, I need
A good strong woman
A big heart
For if she wishes
To pour out too
I have grown strong
From holding on
For so long.
The wait of it
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Category Archives: Thoughts
Freedom within
'There is freedom within
There is freedom without...
Don't dream it's over
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
Don't let them win...'
Lyrics to Don't Dream It's Over by Crowded House'
Some Other Soul
Save me not
From this world
Shop of horrors
One who will
Save me yet
From myself
Perpetual
Broken heartedness
Self imposed abandon
Whose presence
Has gravity
Of the kind kind
Holds up a mirror
Says, I like your flaws
They match your expectations
Then we hold hands
Into the wide blue
Sky, sea and yonder
Once it turns
Red, orange, pink
Sit in wonder
Till sleep befalls
Stars unnumbered
Past light future wish
Some other soul
Like mine
Love without…
'I'm learning to love you from afar
By that I mean across the bar
You are so beautiful..
You are my future but not my present'
Lyrics to Love without Possession by Scout Willis.
Things people say
Sydney Mardi Gras
Any day now
Hemmed in by chosen
Memories
Discarded ones collect
Pools of regret
Out in the driveway
Older I get
Smaller the space
I inhabit
More selective
What constitutes
A treasure in my mind
Music, art and books
Unread stories
To discover soon as
I set foot
Out of the hallways
Of yesterday
Any day now
Longer still
Once you are away
From your childhood home
Many years past
One still dreams
Of flying away from it
Telling you it's time
To move on
Long gone down river
From sacred moments
Of coming out
To the world
One still dreams
Of a sleeping lover
Tip toe past her
Not to awaken love
If she'd rather slumber
Moving through the world
Of faces lit bright red
At night by dining tables
Revelry and mist mingle
In the air
Faces become familiar
Still imposed on new..
Old loves flicker
Features compose comfort
We cannot move away
Neither day or sleep
The divine touch
A muse, a fire
A demi-god
Living humbly in suburbia
Capture our inner eyes
So that we may dream well
Forever
The shape of story
Oral histories magnify
Astronomical events
Cave art gallery
Match sedimentary layers
Outpouring of devotion
Astronomical event
Cave art theologian
My sentiment within
One, oral story teller
Other, evolutionary
How complementary
They could be
Can they evolve together?
Sew stories bound
By braided sweetgrass
Bonded by human nature
Volumes of unspoken story
Sit in digital pond
Stagnant, growing heavy
From lack of light
Let there be...
Gold rush
Salty fingers sift tentatively
Crushed homes of crustaceans and invertebrates - bones
Glitter flickers in morning sun tricking me
Finally, a complete curl
Nestles in the cusp
Of my palm, cold water wrinkles.
So too, are you.
A prize worth waiting for
Admired amidst the mire of days and loves lost.
So too, nestled
In the cracks and lines
Of memories that ignite
The heart's flame
On cold midwinter night
Trio
Wanderlust
Takes me to wildest corners
Of intricate landsape
Innumerable explosions
Of spores, gills
Parasols of dew
They do not mind
How many they number
Two or thirty
The more the merrier
Shared essence of being
Though less gregarious
We humans seem
Count the stars of heaven 