When I looked at you
I saw baby flames torrenting
down your hardened cheeks,
where once there were tears.
I guess you shaped your armor well.
We both knew you needed it.
Has it changed you?
Do your feet still shuffle dusty across the path?
I’ll still be here waiting for you,
whatever you decide.
My eyes longing to be seen by yours.
My skin shaped for your hug.
My fingers impatient to intertwine-
to weave in all of you.
Don’t leave me waiting too long.
Yesterday I fell
without grace onto my head
during yoga, ow.
When was it that your
sweet disposition gave way
to brutality?
For us
Every inhibition
leaves us deafened;
Prisoners of trepidation.
For us
Every movement
traces blood;
Fused to the soul.
Untangle this havoc.
Allow movement
to soothe heartache and
reveal resilience,
invincible.
Where experience might coalesce
with the physical body.
For us,
the movement makers.
Nerves foiling in her belly.
She warms her muscles
on the dark cement.
Listening to a foreign tune of
casted movement she will never learn.
A hushed moment-
a pause, a breath. And then
Hands clapping, the relief of five
as they move away from the light.
And the curtain closes.
The time ticked away,
she is given her go.
24 minutes to be truthful
She is herself, unhindered.
Impossible to hide,
for this one fleeting moment.
The muted curtain revealing,
as familiar music echos in her head.
The arrival of lights.
Whether she is ready or not,
she makes poetry with her body.
She dances.
Are you alone my dear, my dear?
Are you facing your fears? I see you over there
Perched painfully against
the edge of your willowing nest.
Your toes pinching its pillowy remnants
in a desperate attempt to
feign fragility.
That will not save you,
Silly child.
Why not just
lay your eyes down,
and notice.
See that below lies
A flower bed-
all safety and comfort.
Do you not like how they smell now?
Once you let go
and fall
gently, into their glorious petals.
You will inhale
and find that their once fearful odor
caresses the skin of your delicate nose.
Brings a humming to the pores
now singing in unison.
Can’t you see, my dear?
The danger is not in your imminent fall
but rather
in your crumbling nest.
A blog neglected
Left alone to weep in vain
For vexatious March
It’s clarity
you’re looking for something
you’re not even sure what it is
you reached your hand out for it
but it was gone
You missed it
a clear moment
when you can see everything as it really is
and everyone is human
the same as you
because usually
you’re spinning
and you’re dizzy
You don’t know how you got here
but in this moment
you’ve forgotten your doubts
and that thing that you were looking for
is with you now
because it always was
and in this moment
there’s no hesitation
and you’re not afraid
You’re powerful
because usually you’re spinning
but here you can see
You were never really spinning at all
I look back and I see vibrancy.
I look forward and I see opportunity.
So much room for happiness.
There’s nothing but time.
All the love
I might have given you.
I wish
I long
Should that I could give it to you now.
Unfair, so unfavourable this circumstance.
Yet unfair is not important.
I don’t care.
I only care that the love which I can no longer give you
Which you deserve, and should have
So hopeless is my desperation
I give to another.
Not because what I feel for you has lessened
It only grows stronger
The only way I can honour
What we had.
What you were to me
No one and nothing can replace
You are my inspiration
For the air I choose to breathe
Into my aching lungs
Sorrowing from missing you.
The love that I give without remorse
I give because I think of you
All that you should have had and more.
For what you gave me
I did not realize until now
Was more than I ever could have hoped for.
Some call it red 