Saturday, March 12, 2016


Riding the Sky
You and I -

We meet the poems of Life
astride the Night.

I become the longing
and am cast free

the cords of the past -
even our past.

I rectify.
Feel. .

Thursday, February 18, 2016


A compass pointing
to my Infinite Self -
fueled by lighting the candle


by prayers of sound and silence
and the turning over of
my Center place -

          Heart! -

to the deep, precious Mystery
that sends long poems to me
if I sit attentively.

Friday, December 11, 2015

Silent Night

The silence dawns on my heart
shining light into its inner chambers -

like a perfectly aligned solstice sun
illuminating the walls of an ancient temple.

Suddenly, the Tender Ones,
who've been asleep for days, or years,

begin to wake and stir and stretch.
Sensing the opportunity alive

they reach for the door
and show their sweet, unruly heads.

Some of them haven't really been sleeping.
They play asleep while the grown up looks,

and whisper and sing in the night to the stars
hoping the boomerang of Truth will return as starlight.

And it does return in this soundless moment.
A song of grief and praise and longing.

A loneliness so deep it both
soothes and separates at once.

Undulating beauties with sweet siren songs,
they draw me into my own Death -

into togetherness and solitude,
Life and Remembrance -

as the Holy Nights approach.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Eagle Trail

Walking with you
in a loop at dusk,

we bow before the

the bent-overs
and the uprights,

the prismatic palette
of golds and browns,

the wistful late winter light
as it splashes the sky

red and royal
for a heart day feast.

There is no time here
or why, only the deep Now

that Destiny provides
with her wise, sly smile

as we follow
and she walks us Home.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

The Butterfly (Chthonic Woman)

This woman wants
power and shine.

Radiantly alive,
dangerous wide.

Full body living -
all of me seen and given.

Unfurling the energy of Creation,
Man takes a stand of reverence.

Primal energy awakened
in this birth of my own ecstasy.

Inevitably beautiful
and full of Beauty.

This Mystery inside me -
a cascade of energy contained.

Right now.

Yes! Yes! Yes!
Reverberating Yes.

And generosity to hold his tenderness -
and meeting again on Earth.

Thursday, January 01, 2015


Aligned with the Tao,
my intention speaks to spark -
I become my destiny.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

The Stars Speak

In the Eagle's Nest
above the plains
the Stars speak,

drawing close enough
to Touch
the belly of Creation.

They dance and fall
and Listen
to my Breath.

In and out,
sighing and singing
the Prayers of my cells.

Their words are a Mystery
understood by the body -
a message in Light.

The Holy Nights approach.