Category Archives: meditation

in the kitchen

He stands against the counter in my kitchen His hair is long and tosseled and his face is a mystery I am barefoot and dancing as the sun sets to amber outside of the window panes It is late summer

in the kitchen

He stands against the counter in my kitchen His hair is long and tosseled and his face is a mystery I am barefoot and dancing as the sun sets to amber outside of the window panes It is late summer

Eyes between Eyes

With a glance across the sea, my eyes are met by yours Hours have passed between the moment that you end and I begin yet, I can feel the presence of your arm lingering across my breast… and in the

Eyes between Eyes

With a glance across the sea, my eyes are met by yours Hours have passed between the moment that you end and I begin yet, I can feel the presence of your arm lingering across my breast… and in the

I go back

I go back, I write…. to stay in my heart, I must. You are back, You have returned home… to the place you have lived, both in this world and mine, for so long… Back, to the place were you

I go back

I go back, I write…. to stay in my heart, I must. You are back, You have returned home… to the place you have lived, both in this world and mine, for so long… Back, to the place were you

She Walks

This eve that is that of my friend’s thirtieth celebration of years since beginning this lively manifestation Oh how time flies upon the map of life one spin get we of this mortal coil to unveil our mortal destiny. She

She Walks

This eve that is that of my friend’s thirtieth celebration of years since beginning this lively manifestation Oh how time flies upon the map of life one spin get we of this mortal coil to unveil our mortal destiny. She

A cross to keep my heart

in winter what remnants of chided youth lay buried beneath pale skies and icy gray eyes eyes that burn with cold to suck the breath from the chest to put all hope at once to rest until their lids have

A cross to keep my heart

in winter what remnants of chided youth lay buried beneath pale skies and icy gray eyes eyes that burn with cold to suck the breath from the chest to put all hope at once to rest until their lids have

time on my watch is full and fair

look at the sun radiant in her morning her breast is full and proud look at the moon with his silver hair and his hands that shelter the journey through the long black night they were here long before you

time on my watch is full and fair

look at the sun radiant in her morning her breast is full and proud look at the moon with his silver hair and his hands that shelter the journey through the long black night they were here long before you