Just Listen

Be quiet and still and know that I am.

Softly the sun retreats from the sky as earth turns into night.
Dark sapphire jeweled setting sprinkled with diamonds,
opal moon emerges bright.

Be quiet and still and know that I am.

In repose the soul is silently waiting for hope's sure whisper to brush the ear.
Stopped now the thoughts, once skipping over mind matter
as a stone on water creating waves on the brain.

Be quiet and still and know that I am.

To hearts strong or broken, hope sings the same song.
Life after life, our souls listen on.

The Night is Safe

Evening shadows creep in
banishing the furies of the day.
Soothing darkness my cloak,
a domicile of refuge.
Calming quiet descends
as does the blackness.
Warm soft drops of night
washing over me.

Jagged nerves relax
my brow unfurrows.
Pulse no longer racing,
tranquility within reach.
Moonlit hours hold me safe
from the cold harsh light.
Safe from that which seeks me out
delivering harm.

Secrets have sequestered me
and nighttime is my keeper.
Solitude a friend
offering me rest.

I Don't Love You Anymore

What made you think I'd love you again?
Certainly not your tongue on my lips,
pushing open to taste whats inside.
Nor the heat from your body
against my thighs,
or the weight of your hand on my breast.

No exchange of sexual energy can erase
the queasiness of betrayal,
excuses, empty promises and nights alone.
Nothing you can say can persuade me to stay.
No words spoken you have not already said.

Just in Time

Am I there yet?
Am I all out of wants and fantasies of love?
Visions of fame and riches galore?
Do I now tire of trying to be one I'm not?
Finished following footsteps of others,
all looking for something and not knowing what.

Yes, I am there!
Finally connected beyond myself,
no longer perplexed with visions splintered.
Its clear who I am and where I am going.
Leaving all behind, a new path I've taken.
My heart now soars as I travel above.

I'm now at peace, in balance, complete.
It was all just a matter of time.

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

Undulating waves of heat
bending air, rippling vision.
Hovering over, never touching.

Stream meandering dry and parched.
Bouldered edges holding tightly
grains of terra firma.

Tiny, shifting, inching.
Advancing slowly over bedrock, pebbles, bone
mimicking the wet.

Sand transforms to water in an instant.
Flooding, crashing, sweeping over edges
until gone.

Sun's intensity returns.
Sand again resumes the march.
Endless repetitious cycle.

Life is here.
Life is gone.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Untitiled

What made you think I'd love you again?
Certainly not your tongue on my lips,
pushing open to taste what awaits,
nor the heat from your body
against my thighs
or the weight of your hand
on my breast.

No exchange of sexual energy can erase
the queasiness of betrayal,
excuses, empty promises, nights alone.
Nothing you can say can persuade me to stay.
No words spoken,
you have not already said.

Jeems

My Father, the romantic penned many love poems to my Mother. My Mother, not so romantic tore many of them up. She claimed they were no one's business but hers. Daddy's pet name for Mother was Jeems. Unfortunatly, Mother has yet to explain the origin.

One little word, how sweet the sound.
Jeems. imbedded in my soul.
Catching in my heart, and so down
through the years to come.
More blissful days be spent, with one little girl, Jeems.

These years gone by, so glorious spent.
Love, so honored and true.
Soft, gentle, budding love, so heavenly sent
to you and I.
God's grace, love devine, I thank thee for this Jeems of mine.

Come In

Come to the door,
I am waiting for you.
A complicated soul
with simple wants.

By the door I am waiting,
just walk up the steps.
Take my hand,
I'll lead you in.

Our bodies we'll feed,
and awaken our minds.
Expand imaginations
beyond our thoughts.

We might sing or dance,
perhaps whisper fantasies.
Our bodies we will share
til we are both used up.

Come cross the threshold
into another life.
I am waiting for you,
just beyond the door.