I AM THE CAPTAIN. So without hesitation and a heartbeat away / I unfurl the sails of my heart / To travel this earth with a love that I share / and can’t wa… Not Today Don’t whine to me about your petty woes, / the car that doesn’t start, the faucet’s incurable drip, / I can’t be bo… Slipping the Collar Freedom – liberation – to run free and be / the creature it was meant to be became / the single occupying thought. Bite The Bullet And the impulse of my strength, / Is the hair in my length. / That incontrollable nuisance / Of unadulterated exuberance. AS YOU STAND As you stand / We swirl around you / You stand strong, firm and with purpose / We yearn to cling to you / To be part of you / To be blessed… THE ROAD TO VALHALA Come travel with me down this dark lonely road / The is the road to Valhala / A road littered with 50 million corpse of young brave men / F… imprecation i pray for strength of purpose, / to be freed from the need of admiration / in men’s eyes Leap Day Alas for opportunity blessed with the smile / of approbation – cannot be done. / I’ll wait until I molder ere I / rend my heart and reach f… Perfume (poetry) my old work: / Let the Perfume touch me / As it always wants to / But it’s my bare hand that holds it / A bottle filled with smelly l… still hot (pointless) i’ve just about closed the book on love / my rewrites are no good / no new juice pearl forged of forked lightning / flung across barbed wire / your voice shattered the senses snow apple it was a fresh reminder that a newness, / a different season comes, / one gentler and more welcoming than winter The Constant Lover I sleep every night with the same man. / When I drag my body to the bedroom, / stripping off the dusty clothing of the day, / he’s lying, … unravelling and in the same way, / i pulled the loose thread labelled “you” / and it’s all come undone. the hell of alone we are born alone / we die alone / there’s no reason / for us to live alone in between My Rough Imperfect Heart Here sits a wood and leather box / inside which lies a treasure. / I keep it there, for it’s not often needed. ©NEWS ON FRIDAY 27 JANUARY 2012 So I’ve learned my lesson / Must quit all this messing / And stay out of trouble indeed - / There’s so much I don’t know, / Wanna Learn, Wa… Cruel Dilemma Can I withstand the season’s cruel blows? / Will I survive a thousand winter snows? the price of treasure would you have / a thornless rose? / i advise against it scarlet sea for at the bottom of these stairs / there waits an ocean / scarlet sea born to be blue i have come to a / conclusion: / there is no doubt / some are born to be blue Seeking Sprites I shed my skin, leaving the shadow me / upon on the ground, / and dive, hoping each time to find / the secret sisterhood that swims the hid… Window Dressing I’ve looked into enough eyes to know. / They’re often not windows to the soul. Elegy “Tomorrow, when you die, I / won’t be there.” Blank Verse Blank My dad was a master of rhyme / Up until he came down with Alzheim- My Last Canvas Photographs caught helpless in this maddened whirl fly past. / I recognize the smile of some old lover. Depression I tremble at the thought of living another day / and the memories that always lay ahead / So I lose myself in the imagination of my mind / … forsaking temptation it would be easy to undress for you / all washed in smoke and blue / just a little crazy / maybe slightly dangerous the silence of remorse silence, sometimes welcome respite from the world, / is never what I want from you. / it says too much in its emptiness Giving It To You Take it from me. / Oh Yes. / I will give it as hard and as long and as best I can… and in the end you will be fulfilled and I will be… Open Window There’s nothing here for just the taking; / you must prove yourself a worthy man. i scream sunday (one thirteen thirteen) i think i’m finally going crazy, / over the edge, / bananas and nuts. taking leave a voice so clear / rings like a bell in my heart / leaving no room for anything else / not even you life interrupted there you are / half asleep / but mightily enjoying / that first hot cup of coffee i can give you nothing i can give you nothing – / my few gems are semi-precious, not to mention paste just another night in the bunker the big silver box / talks to me as i sit rose red i am a red rose – love triumphant lives! – / my velvet petals curl around your heart. fool’s confession dissembling is an art of mine / i do it often / i do it well Twenty-One Lines on Despair My voice is stilled; my words are strangled at birth. / My eyes are blind; I see nothing in front of me. / My hand is numb; I cannot even f… Powder Tins of powder lined up in rows / In every hue and shade / Across the dresser top / Powder to cover the blemishes / The scars too deep to s… the hourglass dusk creeps in early now / i’m sitting in near darkness / even though the hour / has not struck five off-roading it ruts in a road / have never deterred me around the curve i stood, awash in moonbeams, / wondering about that curve / in a silent empty road A View In the Autumn Afternoon (Poetry) Through the narrow space between the leaves, / A tiny yellow butterfly can be seen / Dancing, flowing here and there casually / In the fore… desert bloom living in the desert / skin gets dry / gathering itself in fine striations / reminiscent of tissue paper Over the Bounding Main I give over to the Sirens of the Sea / and trust Atropos to slice the cord swiftly / or to trade places with her talented sister / and w… Cinderella Ever After Little girls of a certain time and place / invariably dreamed of being princesses – / always beautiful, always loved. Speaking Of… Why is it that one who so admires beauty cannot write about it / from the heart, / instead condemned to spew forth words of weak ungainly p… Dethroned Moods and perceptions seesaw, / cascading wildly back and forth, / and I’ve lost the reins silence does not imply consent you’ve answered only half the question / i see only half the picture artist’s soul *but the artist has a restless soul – / at least this artist does. / i question and i fight the universe, / even when my mind says don’t –… fragment found in a dead woman’s pocket …for i’ve been running in the dark and i nearly gave it up / ‘til i remembered i was running home to you… Dreaming Awake (The Choice) A perfect storm of choices whirls tantalizingly through the air / as my head spins, making me dizzy, almost sick, / vainly trying to see e… Friction Field The wind, on this blue night, / is howling like a banshee, / sad voices carried on it. underneath i dress myself in the colors of bold / reds and purples and blues taming the wilderness how long we stood there / face to face / eyes searching each the other / i know not departure we all have a destination / that has not and will never be revealed / we take that final walk alone When Darkness Falls For my heart is lonely, and my eyes begin to sting / for regardless of all my crying, I still find the time to sing. read me i’d like to get lost in a book. / in fact i’d like to slip ‘tween / its covers and be the book – Grips sleep never comes sweetly Playing Hooky I am a truant from my own life. / I ran away to foreign fields / to escape the life that was looming large. / And in my explorations I lear… Empty Court How do I fill these hours, these days, / when no one’s here to listen and respond? stonemasonry life put me through / a colander of barbed wire / more times than i care to count High Octane High Octane.. short and sweet. Wisewoman’s World It’s not an easy gift, / this mantle of magick Luxury I’ve found luxury in the scent of rain / Peace, to wash away the pain, / Life shall flourish over again / And poverty shall never sta… on the difficulty of growing tulips the lure of tulips / is / however / apparently irresistible descent nothing about that room is right / it’s a cold crazyquilt of colors / that jangle and shift at the barre how ill-equipped am i / after decades of bought courage unvarnished i have learned to trust / in the perfidy of men. Disinfecting Is anything more brutal / than the thousand endless twinges / of desire? Reverting to Type Your care in felling game does not extend / to felling members of your species. / You brought me down with no straight shot; / no clean ki… Pas Seul And, although your presence permeates / the silence of the shadows / I see nothing. jazz-kitchen ginger cookies and slow-dance kisses Smell of ginger-chocolate-butter and your skin fills my head as your lips brush my shoulder how we love the old assiduously we worship the old / artifacts / antiques / vintage whatnot call me pandora i cling to life / on a slender thread / called hope from where i sit from where i sit everything’s / a little blued / a little skewed groping in the dark we cannot force reality, we cannot take the pain nor change what is / except by being there, to witness what is shown – / to care.
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