rain clattersagainst the glassmuted caucophonyfrom withini sit reflectinganother dayfolds like melted waxupon itselfsun has setveiled by cloudbeyond my sightassured slumberi thought to sleepin your handcurled againstyour open palmto rest for amoment’s lifetimeand then the rumor of a smilebrushes across my lipslight dimand i closemy eyes ~

what remains unsaid, my love within the walls of this heart not the strangled, maniacal pleas that trap the arms, pinned down – demanding… Love me! Complete me! Set me free! where is the freedom in this? when the white dove batters unknowingly against the filigree bars slight enough to be entangled and yet enraged…

Whisper of a prayerFalls of meEyes closed tightlyI feel I am movingThough I know I am standing stillThe rumor of a smile consumes meExpected glance shatters meLike a stone meeting glassWith the briefest kissAs I sit amongst the shardsBleeding from the bits of glassI missed cleaning upI think that I only want to hear your…

hand on the doorwayready to run againwalk out of this skinto let it all fall awayshed, forgottenhere you stop mepull each toe back throughmake me sit downand breathethe one thing i forgot to doso i sit listening to the roses bloomand the storm being born on the horizonwhat was i running from again?how long until…

beyond these words i long to stretchand reach out of what i thought could beshake off the darkly laden doubt,that keeps me stayedand spread wide my eyes to truly seeto feel the breath of this lovegently pass across my skinand kiss the air about memay this moment never find its closeand let me stand encircled…

crescent moonthrough bowed brancheslight bathes meflows through megentle healinglong weary day falls awaylisten to her reflectiondancing in the watergentle hands sweepthe cool shorewhile a quiet breezestirs the leavesonly enough to carrythe sleeping melody of a doveand to lay my head downto rest~

frost dances on fallen leavesmorning sun shimmersin each icy reflectionbluest sky bowsin joyful reverie~

what of this laden headthat lies pressed against the glassscreaming mind, howling againstthe chains, the bondsthat hold it in placewhat of this peacethat it fumbles to graspand lay hold to, so elusiveonly the minnows flashingin perfect harmonyin late afternoon suncan truly know its essenceor the sparrow’s seamless flighteach feather constant with the nextyet here i…

wind gathers through my fingersi hear its ancient melodyas the river passes the shoreshaping the sand endlesslyeach wave a breatheach ripple the stone’s gifteach moment slips awaywith each rolling water liftsunlight across my palmday’s sweet stolen kissevening’s rapture through the leavesmoonlight’s blisswrapped in this blanketbetween here and nowin this silence i breathe againas the reeds…

the day has left onlyfolded wings and bowed headswaves have fallen in slumberas quiet as the shorefootsteps have filledthe autumn night aircrush of stone on stonesoft cool pad of sandsilence comes to embrace mebrush the hair from my eyesto look deeply withinholding meas the dragon holds the white orchidand releases me hometo see the moon’s…

twilight trips through the windowwith sprawling gracesilence, sitting with mecatches the light as it passesand scatters it with a careless handout along the wall and table’s edgetransparent mandala driftingcapture me, hold me stillnot by chance, am i hereto watch this timeless unionof shadow and lightdance its way across my room,my furniture, my body, my lifeand…

under glassfinger tracesthis slow, loping curveto press this fragile limitwith my palmi wondered,in my longingto shatter this glass domeif i have over lookedfreedom’s responsibilityarranging a crushed roseso the sunlight won’tfade the coloured silk,neatly creasing foldsto preserve the petals’ formhaving forgotten the material illusionthat reveals a dying flowerdesperate for water~