I Dreamt of You Again

We were effortless and new

Out of the corner of my eye

I watched you looking around

As we walked

Buildings of brick and learning

Flanked us

Windows glowing softly warm and bright

We had been here before this night

In another dream

Another time

Would you meet me there again

I wonder

Are we students of this life

Through sacred halls we wander

Our bodies are slumbering far apart

Our spirits light

We didn’t need to speak

We understand each other

Other places other dreams

We’ve met there too it seems

Running though the forests

Bending back the beams

Of time and distance

I look up into your eyes

A beautiful disguise

My heart is caught just for a moment

When you smile

Sleep comes easy to me now

I’m not afraid to fall

You’re out there somewhere waiting

By the lamppost in the hall

Pillars rise above us

The dome is crowned with stars

Tiles are laid before us

There’s an alter growing larger

Where we walk we’re leaving foliage

How the forest grows

With each step we take

Behind us a blooming woodland

Unfolding from the ground

In these dreams we’re never touching

We are walking side by side

Your secret smile is saving

My heart and soul behaving

I know this love is true

Connecting me and you

And if all we ever have

Are midnight dreaming strolls

I will keep the door wide open

I will meet you there each

Time we’re called

Climbing winding stairways

Through the galaxies and halls

Where the books are not yet written

Here in the world we live

Our spirits reading pages

And the writings on the walls

Sleep well my favorite slumber

May your heart rest and be at ease

I will meet you on the shores

Of the ocean made of dreams

Whisper my name when you are tired

When drowsiness evades

I will find you there and bring you with me

We will walk the dreams again

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Discomfort

Longing for safety

A warm cocoon

Leave the cold at the door

Closed eyes against the troubles

Howling in the dark

I want soft music and quiet books

I want romance and love stories and happy endings

I want boats floating on tranquil waters

Under blue skies with cotton candy clouds

Longing for pleasant dreams

Deep sleeps

Friends and laughter

Good hard work with time to rest

Time for me

Longing for home somewhere

Sometime

Discord makes an ingress

Violence calls unannounced

Shocking not shocking

How full of madness is the world

How full of strife

We no longer have to operate from such lack

How can humanity continue in this way

There is plenty for everyone

Distribution and hoarding are the main barriers

Logistics, and logic, and heart

Could so easily combine

Here we sit on the sidewalk in the rain

In wonder that no one opens the buildings empty

For shelter

Could you care less

Could you care more

Discomfort

Could you address the

Could you change the

Can we improve the

Blank spaces with hope

Blank spaces with care

Bland spaces before we

Slip over the edge

Humanity drowning in war

Humanity choked by greed

We were called to love

Above all

Our people

We were called to love

And did not answer this discomfort

With charity or generosity or wisdom

So came the collapse

Towers of Babel falling

Undone by pride and ignorance and obstinance

The ocean devoured the mountain

The mountain exploded into the sky

Somewhere a small god giggled to a

Small goddess and said

“Okay, I reset it. Your turn.”

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My Heart Left

How can I feel anything at all

No longer alive, but weeping still

Waterfalls become rivers in the cavern

Where my heart once beat

A silent ocean calm

Tranquil

Dark and cold

Buried under stone shaped like bones

There’s no rhythm to my blood

No spark or twinkle in my eye

Lack and more lack

Making room for art and song

A dirge for love lost

I buried hope under divine dreams

What a love did grow there

That ran off with my heart

How shall I live

Without my heart

Beating here in this cavernous chest

Each breath in a painful remembrance

Each exhale a soft let go

I sigh your name

Bid you once and twice

Return to me

My heart

Where love did blossom

Even in winter’s frozen landscape

A garden of hope

A spirit of joy and light

In the darkest days and longest nights

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Curving

It’s become a way of life

Changing direction

Fate is playing fickle

With my life

Destiny is peering closely

Moving the markers

Removing resources

Adding new elements

There’s no anger with the losses

A sorrow of losing what’s been

Left behind

There’s hope and renewal and optimism

Amidst the frustration and angst

If life settles again

Will I miss the adventures

The stories

The trouble

Someone must stir the pot

Of complacency

Blending the old with the new

The past with the now

No time for stewing

A long hard look at options

Decisive choosing

Another meal, another night

Another triumph, another fight

Struggle is always a part of this life

I weave in the joy

With a practiced maneuver

I’ve been on the mystery path

Not like this one at all

Full of unknown curves

Limited vision

And a pocketful of dreams

Listen

You can hear the changes

Tempo, keys, all laden

With a new song for a new day

Played in a new way

But for how long

Dancing to this beat now

Dancing to this beat now

For now for now for now

Let the future be there

When it arrives I won’t be ready

Even if I’m prepared

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Raining Hearts

Shadows overcasting

The sun cannot be seen

My heart is bright and singing

Watching the rain that’s falling

Music to my ears

Music in my veins

The rhythm sets my toes to tapping

There’s sparkles in my eyes

It’s raining hearts today

Smiles are all I see

Reflected in the faces that I meet

Reflected in the passing glance

Of my reflection

Dawn arrived with sunshine

I can feel behind the clouds

The rain will move along in time

The sky will be revealed

With upturned faces we can

Stand upon the earth

With sunlight we’ll be dreaming

Of some better days to come

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Blankets

The dampening effect

On sound

After a soft wet snowfall

Tucking the earth in for her sleep

Winter longings

For healing dreams

While stars sprinkle the galaxies

With ancient lights

Like you

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Dig Out

Push aside the rubble

Of that collapsed life

How it crumbled down around you

Buried you under all you could not do

The beams across your legs

Fallen structures in your mind

All the expectations that they told you

Held treasured happiness unkind

Crawl away from every moment

Tangled ankles tightly wound

The edifice of other’s imperfect ideation

Of a life of satisfaction

Would not stand firm around the fire in your soul

You burned it down

Smoldering and crumbled

From the ashes you have rumbled

To wander and to search now

For something ethereal and true

Far out of reach

Not well defined

Balanced on the wire

Of uncertainty and exploration

Through mists of dreams anticipation

Don’t look back

Don’t look down

Each step takes your full concentration

Until you reach new ground

Blaze the trail through mystery

Among the trees of wisdom

Revive your spirit

Drink deeply from the clear calm lake

Of peaceful contemplation

You were meant to wonder

Your were meant to question

You are here to redefine

You are here to realign

Leave the ruins there

To be covered by the vines

Let the past be fallow

Plant your dream into the wind

All your intentions changing patterns

Circle thrice and say the words

Singing chanting writing

The world is waiting for your voice

For your stepping into power

Dance the dance that’s dancing

The music of your life

Something greater than yourself

Is emerging

Calling you away from strife

One more step and you can fly now

One more turn and you will soar

The wings that you’ve been growing

Snapping open

Stretching wide

Fly up with me, my friend

We meet again outside of time

We meet again outside of time

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Wild Dreaming

We gallop across clouded fields

In the sky running for the stars

Our manes are flags flying colors bold

We leap across glowing nebulous pools

Racing onward

We are flight and fury

Born to run and not to fight

Unless cornered

So we stay open

Centered

Watchful as we shift our weight

When we graze

Secure in the group

Sharing the responsibility

Of safety

When the wolves leap from the bush

We spring away headlong

We were coiled for just this moment

We prey

We are gone like mist and smoke

Disappearing into depths of shadows and woods

We thunder

The wolves howl

The moon catches us all

In her quiet regard

Boats On The Water

The harbor is spiked with masts of the vessels which have gathered under the low grey clouds. I am out on the edge in my small boat pulled up next to another. We are talking about where to tether our boats deeper into the bay, closer to shore. He says he will meet me there at the red boat. Do I see it?

In the gap between a large white boat, and a smaller grey boat, I can see almost to the shore. There is a mysterious natural wood boat, darkened with age and layers of pitch which catches my eye before the sleek, sharply rising hull of the red boat swings into view. The smooth water is lapping quietly between us as conversations and the occasional shout drift out over the water.

Go there he says, and I take up my paddle to thread through the anchor ropes and towering sides.

The red boat with the white surface has people sitting on the top when I pull up alongside. Three people are sitting out on top, and I greet them. May I tie up here? I ask them. The red haired man doesn’t turn his head my way, and the brunette woman is gazing off the other side of the boat. A younger man in shorts hops up and takes my rope. Come aboard, he said. There’s food in the galley.

Down in the galley, a dark haired woman with straight shoulder length hair which swings as she moves, is sweeping the floor. The broom and her hair seem to be dancing to the music playing. I don’t see the source of the sweet sounds, and thumping drums, and she’s talking as she moves in and around the others.

“The thing is he’s said the same things to me as he says to all the women. So, each one believes they are the only one he’s interested in, even though he tells us he doesn’t want to be in a relationship. We don’t believe him. We fill in the blank spaces with our stories. He seems so interested, attentive, and focused on us, and we want so desperately to believe that our devotion will bring him around…”

The man in shorts hands me a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon and toast. His bright eyes crinkle when he smiles and points out a spot at the table for me. I thank him, and sit next to a woman overflowing her brightly colored sundress. Her hair is pulled back, and from her ears dangle circles within circles of shaped wooden earrings. She has tossed her head back and is laughing loudly before leaning forward on an elbow, and pointing her toast at the sweeper.

“Aye, he told me the same just yesterday. And you’re the fool as much as me, and that cantina woman too. But none of us will give him up, either.”

The eggs are almost well cooked, a little soft for my liking, but the flavor is good, and the toast buttered.

I am listening and waiting, and wondering when he will get here. Is their him, my him? Am I a fool as well, I wonder as I swallow the last bite of bacon.

A mug of coffee is set down by my empty plate, and then the plate is taken away. I turn to see who took my plate, but all I see is the back of a green dress with curls cascading down it.

The hustle and the bustle of the kitchen had been soothing. Clatter of plates and forks, and laughter to music, and conversation of people well acquainted, but I feel the shift as well as hear it when every sound becomes sharper, and the colors brighten and the light dims. I drink a sip of my coffee, and then take the mug and stand up, a stranger looming in the center of this space. No one glances at me now.

I go back out onto the deck. Already the dark has crept in across the water. I stand at the railing, and listen to the harbor. I listen to the sounds of the bay as they soften. I see a lantern lit, and shadows set about on distant decks as they prepare for night. Someone off to the shoreside begins to play a flute.

I wake up in comfort, surrounded by white sheets, blankets, walls. The wood trim around doors and windows have been white washed. The bed is soft and firm, and the pillow thin the way I prefer. I stretch and wonder where I am, and how I got here. I note the lack of anxiety, and think maybe I should feel more concerned, but the door opens, and a woman in a white dress, blonde hair upswept enters with a dark wooden tray which she sets bedside.

She sits on the edge of the bed and pulls down my covers. I watch to see what she will do, and she says, “I would encapsulate your capillaries.”

Now, I feel concerned and sit up asking her, “What does that even mean?”

She is pouting, and beginning to melt. I hear car doors, and the walls of the room fall away into blackness.

The comforting slats of this futon beneath me, I awaken more fully. Thinking of boats on the water, and wondering about the hearts gathered in the harbor ready to sail, I rise to make the coffee.

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Been There

Drove around a corner

Straight into the curve

From a dream I had years ago

If only I remembered

The why as well as when

My heart lived on that road

Then

I’ve already been there

I’ve been here some time

Driving hills and valleys

Melting trees as I pass

Flying roads like they were

Lava

The event horizon approaching

Every time I close my eyes

Jumping forward and backward in time

No anchor

Roots

Like a tree spanning generations

My leaves whisper through time

Preparing me always

For love

Let my heart fly

Let my heart live where it will

Watch it multiply

See it grow

Breaking bigger every time

So much pain

So much joy

I know my heart lives with you love

Take care

Take care

Of you