#misc poems

[little-muses]

The Empress

Bare shoulders walking through the trees New green leaves feather-light against your skin Fruits ripen in your hands and you relish in their sweet juice as it drips down your chin

Your dark eyes are ablaze with a powerful nurturing warmth protection love Hair kinked and elegant Smile vivacious and wide

Sitting in wheat fields Demeter at your side Crops flow forth with a glance

Your skin is warm under your fingers belly round with life the sun fills your womb and it pulses with the life of the world

The two of you sit in a calm meeting your voices are soft but strong laughter full of mirth Every breath bright with the love you have to give

[little-muses]

Joy in Finding

Every so often Let me be lost For there is so much joy in finding

Let me search for words Live in mistakes Lurch Stumble overboard

Give me time to float Buoyant on a moment Breath hanging Unattended Left out to dry

Maybe I’ll find a song On my way back to you

[little-muses]

All Words

Take every word A dead man spoke in life And form it into song

We are all poets Simply taught different ways to sing

[little-muses]

The Magician

A spark, a hand reaching out into the fire grasping at embers building a home

Discover the magic of creation once again Shine like Apollo bold and irreverent

Let the flames touch you liquid and hot get drunk off their smoke unknowably dark

For deep in that fire creativity blooms energy dances Calling for you

So grasp that reaching hand tanned from holding the sun run with Apollo and sing all the while

[little-muses]

At Home, Aloft

I have lain crystallizing staring up at the smooth felt sky so close my fingers graze its subtle soft surface

Pinpricks of light shine through Holes left over from stitches pulled free And my mind tries to peek through to the other side of the stars Searching

Hands, feet, neck eyes all fall away - left behind I’m on my way across that tide, A breath from breaching A thought away from time

But then a flash captures my eyes and holds me close Arching and white-hot

It intercepts my wandering mind Passion flooding my discarded bones Movement, feeling: Paradise. It’s gone as quickly as it came But I remain, buzzing anew We were fleeting but I saw you

Now my breath comes flooding cold and crisp Fixing my body back to me Burning through my vast expanse And standing small and filled with light

Those words had always echoed through soft and strong I’d held on tight But I stand loose and swaying now Surface tilting and aloft And I repeat the words we shared - “You and I - we’ll always move.”

[little-muses]

Blue/Grey

A grey wash What used to be electrifying Empathetic folds over to nothing

I don’t recall what it looks like so it’s difficult to miss But blue still feels the same when it hums through me In the brisk light of morning or the rippling of the waves

[little-muses]

Is This Life?

A jumble of thoughts and fears Standing to fight the battle again and again every day

Is this life - always bracing for the next hit, readying the rebuttal staring down the barrel

What if I am tired of fighting against life?

What happens when life wins?

[little-muses]

Freedom

Let me flow by as the wind, free and wandering collecting new pieces of places I’ve been

Let me fly like dandelion seeds, taken and roaming satisfied and at ease on each uncontrollable gust

Someday I will fall into a final place to put down my roots and thrive

It could be by a river or under a tree or even between the cracks in the pavement

No matter where when I find it the weather will change and the wind will groan but there I will grow with my roots deep enough to stay steady and my flower bright no matter who walks by to see it