Sitting in the Dark
Sitting in the dark before first light I feel you in the air, the warmth of the fire. Extraordinary and simple in tea with leaves from India, honey from the devotion of bees and a small silver spoon stirring, speaking subtly as the morning does with the glowing spark of all that awakens.
How She Holds Us
Something luminous waxes within as I watch the moon rise full again upon the Earth, telling its old tale once more. The mysteries of gain and loss, of all who loved and failed to love or find their way on the path of pale light glimmering in the forest. Speaking in silence through all our […]
Knowledge of a Seed
High in the gray sky tall firs sway in a wind not felt beside the pond, abandoned by geese and ducks even in this mild winter. I plod along the empty path, and watch branches above wave in somber colors, as I wave to the lives I’ve lived, gone like the geese of winter. I […]
Gathering for the Rise
Naked branches shorn of green tremble in the winter wind, buds closed yet full of life, turned upward in the morning sky while below the work of birth continues; dark earth and root gathering for the rise and sail of leaf.
Christmas 2011
Awakening from the dream shadows resolve, turbulence recedes, treasuries of the heart in kindness gold, sweet incense forgiving and peace within a stable shed resting on a bed of hay.
Breathe in Water
I sit within the arc of aging strong with the weight of years in silence, worn round as rock against the tide. The tides of gain and loss shape and reshape the world, while below brilliant star fish breathe in water, turning salt and sea to light.
Tiny Bird
The tiny bird breaking shell makes a cry for food and air with furious faith in what she needs. Hearing her across the water from deep within the forest, I enter dark to find her, hands empty, feet afraid of stirring branch and netted moss. My only gift poetic dreams that sound upon life’s trembling […]
Weaving a Web
Undulating like ocean waves, messages from heart to heart weave a web across the world, trembling our frames of bone and skin, the desire to create burning like fire on the altars of our hidden love.
Forever Green
Heartbeat continues in the rain sound, the sputtering stove and inner breath across the arc from me to you in the rich field where all we are remains forever green and ready for harvest.
Lighting the Lamp
I light a small lamp in the room of memory, recalling places we touched, the knowing in your eyes and the honesty, always the honesty. In the photographs so earnest, frightened, searing, wondering if we could do enough for this world. Looking back I stumble, thinking was this world worthy of you? Uncovering the later […]
If I Remember You
If I remember you it’s only in the morning, recalling root and water before the rush, paused like a web of lace curtain lifted in the cool air, open to the blue beyond.
Iron Red Arbutus
The incoming tide is raised by a northerly breeze in flares of white across the spreading channel, the water muted gray like autumn’s sky. Descent begun in rusted leaves of nootka rose, and winter’s pull into long nights with the mystery of dreams. I follow the path of retreat, pleasure in the slowing pace, letting […]
Lough Crew
The spreading sea and rolling hills are far away, the sweeping curves of river Boyne beneath the ancient mounds of Knowth. Kin to the wet grass and pungent cattle, the curving roads and tiny villages, oceans away the land is with me; not just a gravestone but the life that flows within soaking fields and […]
Always the Hunger
Many lives I’ve lived in this life, new characters, changing look and feel but the same eager eye, listening ear and the hunger, always the hunger. I’ve fooled myself with disguises but now I sit with the Watcher, eyes alert that will not sleep, ear awakened to Her heartbeat. I am the brightness in the […]
Ancient Root
In ancient root when God was woman and the land Her body, warriors were revered, magicians empowered, poets loved and sovereigns wise. With the lineage spoiled we chase images, while the grail waits in the dark well of soul; but the land remains, and in the land our longing for one more glimpse of Her […]