one question opened the door let the sea waiting behind come come tumbling through here – I am standing in the doorway braced against the sides next wave next question pulls me through myself water pouring in water pouring out knowing without knowing there is nowhere else to be ~ 12.05.06 Leigh-Anne Tyson

Your words flow over me in waves Caught in the undertow I am there in between Rolling thoughts and crested memories Rising and disappearing With my breath I hear with the pores of my skin, See with the tips of my fingers, Speak with a silence only I could know Or so I thought until…

Tonight, somewhere behind the low clouds the moon is almost full again I am open – open to the sky, to the cool night air through the window, to the moment. tonight, somewhere in the furthest recesses of myself I am closed and pushing against the walls two fish swimming in circles Around each other…

Friday evening pages Night has just fallen The doves sleep quietly In the trees Love in your embrace ~ Saturday morning pages Where the water dances With the fountain, Falling over itself To reach the rim of existing Only to plunge into the deep pool below We sit together Embraced by trees and trailing vine…

Winter time no more Where does spring come within me From my soul’s footstep

2007 in Haiku – Four Seasons Broken spirit fell Heart unfolded, dark spring Moments left undone ~ Stretched by summer sun Empty shells crushed underfoot Hope lost in shadow ~ Early autumn dreams Rumor of a smile rose up As red leaves fell down ~ Restored by first snow A tree stooped down to listen…

  Here… Here I sit with the world Tilted and dangling from a string Tied to my finger, index of course, Trailing as I walked earlier, along my own path Into the forest: You there, try to remember that it’s there, Dragging behind You let it be bashed Against the stony path It is caught…

silent fields watching morning snow moon and sunrise ancient memory ~ 24.01.08 Leigh-Anne Tyson

still pond calls to me standing in reeds tall above a blue heron waits ~ moon and lotus speak love story long forgotten in whispered shadows ~ white tea cup tumbles drowning in a deep ocean pearls drop one by one ~ rising on the wind star light dances with the waves before morning’s first…

Great Spirit, Divine One, Creator who is heaven earth rock wind insect tree fox human of every size shape color Holy are your infinite names chanted sung whispered shouted in every language, tongue. We will midwife the rebirth of Gaia as best we can restoring the Great Law of Peace. Guide our hands to the…

Pausing to breathe In the lush green morning I take up my usual place Tucked into the folds of branches and leaves Listening to the song of sparrows Each note mirrored in my soul Wings unfolded, the source of breeze overhead To quench the thirst in the fountains Their call to each other dots the…