The blindfold drops but it does not flutter gently down to our feet like a lovely dream It falls like a boulder down a mountain or a cannon ball dropped onto the sailors foot instead of going into the cannon. Insight, understanding or wisdom is feeling the truth Feeling the truth changes us in an … Continue reading The Joy of Insight
The Carnage and the Silence
The carrion lay in small mounds and little divots Across the creeks and dangling in bushes waving in the wind as eerie puppets with open mouthed grins controlled by devils and and evil Lords The King sits astride his steed Silent He stares across the open grave It remains silent, as only a graveyard can … Continue reading The Carnage and the Silence
Warrior
Shoulders back with a smile on her face Another notch on her belt Feeling her heart warm Purity Beauty Understanding that all have fallen All have fallen She began walking..….running With out a glance behind her Her steps sparked with every step Fires igniting in her wake All have fallen Not a care for a … Continue reading Warrior
Understanding Power
Power stands in solidarity with Truth Power does not require the taking of anything from any other source The individual who stands alone In authenticity and fearlessness of it's own self In joy of it's own self In understanding of it's boundaries, are indeed, the most powerful Power refuses what does not serve authenticity It … Continue reading Understanding Power
The Scent of Victory
Come to me with sweet requests that mask blatant demands Come to me with chocolate covered lies that leave a sickly bitter after taste Come to me with offers of affection and companionship that are actually the shooting of a gun marking the beginning of a race and a myriad of silent stealthy competitions Come … Continue reading The Scent of Victory
Passion
I am a heart that lives outside of it's own ribs Easy to squeeze and soft to touch Thumping continuously Loudly for all to hear Easy to prick and to bleed I wonder who would want to.... There is a constant stream from those who do And yet...thump thump thump it goes People stare at … Continue reading Passion
Precious
I carry your words with me forever Locked into my heart Seared into it As I saw you open the lid of yours For the first time ......the last time I could not help myself but inhale the essence of it deeply, ravenously It is a scent I will never forget It is a light … Continue reading Precious
The Arrival
I am standing to attention When the bugle called me to the marching grounds I ran as fast as I could As the Captain stands and blows the whistle "Men, this is not a drill" rat tatta tat tat tat The assembly move in unison ducking and looking to the sky "To Armes men to … Continue reading The Arrival
Daniel and Mary (maybe the beginning of a novel?)
Mary. She walked along the river that night. A tinder box in her pocket, carrying it close and checking it often. Waiting for the darkest hour, the thickest of night, when stars were being snuffed and the mist lay heavily all around and drips echoed loudly upon the mossy stone. It was the hour that … Continue reading Daniel and Mary (maybe the beginning of a novel?)
Little Wren 