There were nights
Candle lit
I miss you
Romantic deep and long steps
Within, longing
For a simple breath
In such sensitive
Delicate transmissions
Agonizingly alone
Yet fully romantic
This was the night
There.
Tag: step
Whisper (day 3206)
This hurts and I’m not sure
And I don’t want to guess anymore.
So I clap both my hands
To suggest who I am.
Not for a way,
Not for a guess,
Not for a little bit,
Not for the end.
And I whisper
Into the death of my vision
So I may not know
The next steps to be taken
With wind in my face
And a slump, lacking all grace.
Step Traces (day 3159)
When we walk
Let thy steps be so profound
That oceans will rise
And fall
Upon your inhale
Exhale
And when we walk
Let thy steps be so soft
That we shall leave
No trace
Behind.
Path (day 3121)
Did you think about the path
That took your shoes
From there to here?
Pebbles and roots
That touched your feet
And gave you
Little messages
That reminded you of a dream.
I woke today
With my clear dream
Where I watched
The ball of your foot
Circulate through
The forest so calm
And every step
That you took
Brought you silently to me.
Soon Spring (day 3117)
The weather is confused right now.
Gray skies are followed by white lies
That melt away into the pools,
And trees look like they’ve begun
To shoot their buds and grow.
But freezing weather makes every step
Across the yard treacherous,
And winds howl with such gusto
Makes one think it’ll never be Spring again!
Some days the sun shines
And as I wait for water bucket to fill
I draw moonscapes with my breath in the air.
Other days I take my hat
And stuff it into my pocket
And slip and slide as I make my way
Up the hill for a view
That may tell me, give me some hope,
Of a Spring that is just around the corner.
Given Name (day 3105)
I slept on the bear
That woke up my name
And reached for the honeybee hive.
I staggered and shook
And stepped back three steps
And spoke my name backwards
Three times.
Then from my breast
Awoke a lone loon
Who sang as though
Fluttering butterfly,
But my loon dove deep
To find my name’s meaning
Returning two moons later
With pure truth.
And I sat still
On pine cone tree
Listening to the name I was given.
Accompanying Nature (day 2991)
I took a step into the forest
So wild and carefully
Paying attention to my every breath
And my ever so lightly step
I heard the sounds of a singing bird
One that wasn’t afraid of me
I heard the songs of swaying trees
Gently cackling at me
As I moved my view became
Biased uncontrollably
For I had become to see life as
Accompanying nature’s needs.
Golden Eyes (day 2983)
Feline looking back at me
Eyes as golden slits
White as snow could hope to be
Puffed lips that cleverly pursue
Delights to lick upon.
Inside those eyes a softness
Always an open thought looking back,
Tenderness in each step
When good company is there, present,
But when the night’s hour
Ticks down another day
Footsteps become loud thunderbolts
Cat’s meow into the night.
Delicate (day 2956)
Little steps
On broken promises
Timid
Scared
Viola in the garden
Little Letter (day 2955)
She awoke and set her limits
No longer wishing, praying
Betting on lust over magic
For her pressure was magic
And lust was present
Betwixt forefinger and thumb
Madness and numb
Flutter and bang
Hollywood and Georgia
And with one long step
Knee high and leather
Lust’s little letter
Dropped in to visit.