Open air of the nearby Puget Sound salty breeze brushes my face. I think Seattle is an Eden even here, at Belltown, outside the Salvation Army. We wait, in a slow anxious line. Down damp stairs Eden dissipates. The air stagnates, scents of too many men with nothing to their name. Walking into the roomContinue reading “Belltown, Seventeen, Eight Months Pregnant”
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light touches
beyond the longing, the vibrancy, the flirtation, there is the core simplicity, the beautiful calm- familial, universal, close. what we reach outward from with words always too weak, wavering, changeable, moody. point of contact, not so brilliant- not so true, only an effort, only the effusions, a little bit of what we are.
One Over
Like a red carpet starletyour life is the recipient of prestigious heartache.Feet careentoward precipitous feelings.Pulling the curtain before you’re ready for stage.Another anonymous addiction creepsinto your daily thoughts.Synapses grab hold running the reelof endorphins and dopamine.How many lies equals enough to keep youawake? The sum, infinite.The birch in the front yard lets go of frigidContinue reading “One Over”
Hold You
The best hearts are the bloody ones- ripe with human suffering crimson flowing with every palpitation- on my hands, in my thoughts. I breathe like loss, like goodbyes and I love you’s. Hearts like soft beautiful massacre -these are the ones I always remember. I can still see every detail of your pain. I stillContinue reading “Hold You”
Wellspring
In your eyes a lagoon brown-green where water and earth interflow- under the balmy spring air awakening the summer sparkle. Substratum repose into star filled night a cove still, reflective, dark like a feminine force the moonstone glint shimmers- casting a tenderness through the umber and ash and over the sleek onyx silhouette bathed inContinue reading “Wellspring”
Love me when I’m not Looking
Slip into the shadows of psyche. Willow drapes hide realities too powerful to sing aloud. Leave me in the dark, where all I can do is feel magic and mystery. Save my eyes the affirmation that sets me aflame. Mystic fingertips of the breeze that delves deep into me~ Can you feel the fertility ofContinue reading “Love me when I’m not Looking”
Wiscoy Valley
Remember that night in the echinacea fields we plunged the curvature of the land- cephalic, ready to wash in. Burning at the crowning moment before the blood’s warm calm flow replaces the tidal. Eddies of summer air brushing skin. Moonlit consonance of our bodies. The heavy dew soaking our garments.
Evanescent
Reflection of descent upon the cracks of Seattle’s Third Street- filthy water blemishes the sun. Alone, the transients drown there in the remnants of yesterday’s rain.
blue
jade spills over the crimson cup flashing scents of jasmine and mimosa from a childhood headache recalled like lanterns burning on a starless night salt water dries slowly on muslin cloth leaving the taste of a lover’s sweat who slides into memory and the warm sheets of topaz Silky and shimmering in moonlight his skin,Continue reading “blue”
Drinking scotch, under the stars, with you.
I follow the heart pace prancing in my chestFeeling the spiritual pang keep timeto the moments pulsing on, over, intoan Earth breath- taken between, sips of Drambuieas we sit together, pellucid.Each liquored lick echoing. Intoxication moves like lavender honey.I follow the incitement back, and find you fusing to my heart,then thrusting me toward you -ForContinue reading “Drinking scotch, under the stars, with you.”
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