I am an American poet, recording artist, novelist and photographer/painter/image maker. Currently I live in Sweden. So far I’ve written 2,800 poems and 4 novels as well as produced 19 Cds of my spoken poetic work. My themes range through many aspects of life, but recurrent ones are awakened awareness, the infinite plenitude of the Wild Divine, the brain-boggling beauty of Creation, innocence, openness and freedom, the dark of life and facing our fears… relationships, longing, the mystery and freedom of the feminine — inexplicable suffering, death… you know, the real stuff. I’ve also been working for many years to transform Western spirituality, to unite all the good stuff of the Western soul with all that was tragically repressed: the divine feminine, sacred sex, sacred nature, grounding spirit into Love and beauty-making right here, to transform this world.

I have 7 web sites that display my creative work, each with a different focus:
Poetic recordings
Recorded Meditations
Photo Gallery
Art Gallery
Personal Growth Resources
Audio Visual Inspiration
One Minute Stress Relief Audio Recordings,
The Wild Christ

All my on-line work can be accessed through:
My main poetry pages can be accessed through:
Being Loved
or my creative blog: WordRambles.
For Online Book Store
Facebook Page for Poetry
Facebook Page for Creative Writing

Though American, I now live in Sweden near the Angsbacka community and festival center because I love the interaction with open-hearted, passionately real people.

The usual copyright © legalities apply to all my original work published here. Please ask permission for any commercial usage. For inspirational purposes, feel free to pass poems on.

  • Joined: September 2010


On-line Creative Writing Courses

Creative Writing with Blake Steele / Author of 14 books (including 4 novels) / Poet with over 3,000 poems / Two On-line, conference call classes: / 1. Writing to Expand Your Soul in Creative Freedom (Four 2 hour classes) / Write to express through vignettes, stories and poems your most important values and passions to others: clearly, beautifully, and with authentic power. / 2. Writing the Novel …
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I have this passion for a new world burning in my heart. I can imagine all over the place wild, beautiful things… like warm hugs from strangers on the street just because they noticed your silly smile and bright, hopeful eyes. Like revolution meaning dancing together, making music, trading things, cooking food for everyone and giving it away, painting faces, releasing thousands of balloons into t…
Posted about 1 year – 12 comments

Sexual Health: The Sacred Door To Paradise

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. / Albert Camus / For thousands of years humanity has repressed its own sexual nature with taboos, projected judgments and all manner of fear based punishments. This has created repression on one hand and reactive selfish lust on the other. Repression and addiction are the two…
Posted almost 2 years – 6 comments

Shouting out: Let's grow free! It is time for it! It is time!

Jesus said, you shall know every tree by its fruit. Look back now, over the centuries of history. What are some of the obvious, primal lessons, staring us right in the face? / Humanity has been repressed: our innocent, Life-force energies have been repressed and brought under clouds of fear, guilt and shame by organized religions and by political rulers and law makers. Why? What benefit is this t…
Posted over 2 years – 6 comments

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BECAUSE I LOVE Because I love my sister, the wind / and the way she shouts / and streams this way and that, / thumping on things, / shaking things around … LOVE MAKES EVERYTHING BEAUTIFUL Love is a free power, a pure working: / forming galaxies, the light in a bird’s eyes, / a fin, a fang, a finger, a wing / for thi… HAVE YOU PRACTICED? Have you practiced being in touch / with the stillness between each breath, / for that is where you go to / when you die. SINCE SHE TOUCHED ME I have been looking for her / ever since she first touched me, / in the center of my pink innocence, / in the secret hush of my being. DREAM BEAUTIFUL THINGS Dream beautiful things now, / forget the dying shadows / of a worn out world. / This is a new time now. / It is Now, and has begun: WE MUST REMEMBER NOW She came, and played, sucked her fingers / like a little bear its claws, / and was free until the day the twisted one / bound her with man… SINCE SHE TOUCHED ME I have been looking for her / ever since she first touched me, / in the center of my pink innocence, / in the secret hush of my being. I’M WAKING UP AND DREAMING It is a day when deer / are licking up / the last fresh colors of flowers, / storing summer in their bellies. FOR LILLYBUD BLOOMING this scamp-child of lilies and roses, / dances softly before the eyes / of a dying man /… THE SLOW SURGE The full Life is in the deep heart / joyously embracing everything / in a slow, silent surge / welling up from the core… / and opening. AFTER THE TANTRA FESTIVAL Who said God was a prude? The prudes. / Who said God is against sex? The afraid. / This pink innocence between our legs / swells the bud… SIERRA’S ROSE There is a drop of fire in the heart / that heaven seeks and requires. / It makes you lonely and sometimes loony, / could cause you to danc…