Freed to Love

catwoman-wow1She wasn’t a beauty in the
perceived physical sense

But,

she was perfectly beautiful.

No, she wasn’t without flaws,

(for, none of us are)

But,
she was perfectly perfect for
the hearts made to love her
in all that she was

and,

when her eyes gazed into mine
I saw the universe through her soul and
knew without doubt she had freed my own
from its eternal quest to know true love.

~*~

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Gracious Days

DrowningA pleasing thought
of you

teases

reminding of this lost
thrill
still
perched in the soul.

Only silence
knows how to be a shadow
in this graciousness
of days.

I balance
in bountiful splendour
‘neath clear blue skies
and beloved water flow

Reminded of
what was
reaping wisdom from pain

aware

of nearing worlds
in other kaleidoscopic spectrums

whilst subsumed in
Earth’s gentle unfolding.

~*~

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Silence

3In profound silence
I find answers
to wordless questions
and watch a string of lights
glow
around this heart on fire
revealing all its passion.

What you’ll never know
is hidden in these depths
of quiet surrender.

Today
I sipped a pleasing voice
tasted its sweetness upon my lips
as fine as wine
and wallowed in its musical cadence
flush in the warmth of
a smile to keep and, then to share.

Those empty promises fade
into the ether
of some other netherworld

And I…

I play the game of life again
to win
with reckless charm.

~*~

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A Miracle in the Making

imageToday I saw a sunset
like I’d never seen before
and a red sky at night is
a shepherds delight but…
no shepherds were needed
to gaze upon this sight.

The sun opened its mouth
across the horizon
(an amazing fete
to reach out from so far
and kiss the Earth with
passsion).

And I too was caught
in the glow
awash in all her colours!

Colours that I’ve never seen
splashed clear across
the sky……

Perhaps it was our Creators
way of saying:

” LOOK YOU ALL…..FOR HERE AM I “

~*~
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Paloma

9a86c68416d2f3e065239d3f48bd5783In Spain I am
Paloma
I am the peaceful dove
tasked to fill this world
with friendship, warmth
and love.

Whispers on the wind
carry me to nowhere
take me in the music
in the silence of a breeze
flying
high above the mountains
and those deep blue seas.

See me spread my wings
above this place called
Earth
accept my warmth into
your soul…and teach
you of your worth.

I am
Paloma
I am the the peaceful
dove who flies both
night and day
watch me as I fly….
you too can
fly
your way.

~*~

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Sharing the silence

female-face-silhouette-stencil-4leftIf you’re weren’t the one
then I’ll colour my world
from the dream within.

Some days I shudder at
how fragile we are

At times I’m the sun
other times
its shadow on the
ground.

The spirit in me
is timeless and free
and…

I really like my
kind of rain.

I’m not turning circles
anymore
But will still turn
ripples into waves

I don’t have unreal
expectations

but

If a Fallen Angel passes
through my room
maybe I’ll taste her kiss

and

If you’re the Angel on
my mind
then, I’ll see beauty in
the divine
as we breathe
whilst
sharing the silence.

~*~

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Drifting

falling-angels-feathers-bluePainting pictures in the sky
days drift
one into the other

lazily

time passes
and I too drift

carried on
thought clouds

light as a feather’s soft
tickle and caress.

Back to a place of calm
which had been all too elusive
after the last of the storm.

She is there
radiating the sun’s warmth
onto my skin
smiling at my content.

I’m not in competition
no game to win or lose
no more woe or worry
of lies or half truths.

None of it matters anymore

I go with the flow now
and simply

become the moment.

~*~

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Risk

3bbad79f08a5b54e19e34c03602112a8 (1)Through foggy windows
thoughts are raindrops
sliding down the pane

Fingers trace their
line of fall
but stop
as they dissolve.

A smile penetrates
the gloomy grayness of
a day spent searching
without knowing
…for what.

Eyes cannot lie
they speak in a
million tongues
what words may
never say

Waves chop and change
their flow whichever
way the wind blows

A loving heart
a loving soul
never wonders

if it’s too far to go
and too much to bear
to risk it all
for love.

~*~

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Time

HourglassSand slips through
the hourglass

but time is as
immortal as love
and, cannot be contained.

A hand reaches for a memory
to hold for a few precious
moments before another
grain falls.

~*~

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Breath in the Wind

tumblr_mgf2x04U8t1qdsq0ao1_1280The fire within
burns bright as a million suns
but
I have run

turned away from crowds
and walked alone
far, far away
sometimes too far
from home

And still, unconquered
I race against the tide

You sweep into my thoughts
(stealthy)
like a thief in the night
as I pass the pen across lines
but see the story written now
in those upon my face.

Laughter
tenderness
tears

A soul-deep love
that left me lost like
breath in the wind.

~*~

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Just some thoughts wanted to be written

I want

ButterflyonhipI want

To feel sunshine on my
back as I go forth into
future times.

I want

to leave dark shadows behind
and bathe in the beautiful light
of universal love.

I want

my ears to hear natures
own sweet music and feel
her notes sweep over
the peace of
my soul.

I want

to be the lightest feather
on the tip of a wing
that soars.

I want

to live as gay and free
as a butterfly dancing
on the hip of
naked life.

~**~

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Life should all be so simple…really.

My heart gently weeps

385133cfd455921c84d8945bbac3f158Softy,
you always leave me softly

One last slow dance in
loves embrace

One kiss before you go
to lips that want you so
to stay but watch you
walk into
the mist of time

from that moment on
….no longer mine.

One final softly whispered sigh
One tear which trickles from
desparing eyes.

Only the moon can hear my
anxious breathing now
her beams and cloak of
diamond stars
my hope
my light
Soft glow guardians of
a lonesome night.

One tortured soul you’ve
left behind.
One restless mind
One love to keep and hold
so dear

And so you sleep….

Whilst
my heart gently weeps.

~*~

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Because love… if it’s real…never dies.

Moody Words

white-pillar-candles-4x4-unscented-cotton-wicks-3_260If I gaze upon the flame
will it’s light grow dim
or, my own from neglecting
of its passion.

I toss all cares
into the wind
watch them curl
unfurl again
then,
rise up once more
to soar.

Words
never grow old
and die
only blood ends its line
in not so sterile rooms
and on not so sterile beds

and, this is but one mood
through a day that is just
the same as many
but,
not the same
as any.

~*~

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Just some words which wanted to be written. Moods.

The One

1210864-bigthumbnailSpeak to me through the power
of my dreams, if you will.

Take me to the places
only you have seen and
I will follow, trusting
as a lamb, in all
good faith.

Speak to me as I make
my way on
lifes confusing paths,
and in the silent hours
where energy replenishes
the soul, I will grow
within the balance
and harmony of that
blessed glow
of light.

Speak to me that I may
learn just some of what
there is to know, and
continue to teach a child that
she too may grow wise
in living, loving
ways.

I see your face in the
stars that light the sky
and in rays which warm us
on coldest, winter days.

I hear your voice in
the wind which whistles
and blows all around the
lonely hills at times
and, feel your touch
in oceanic waves that
lap at the shores
and tranquil beaches
of my heart.

Speak to me with my
eyes wide open or
shut, it matters not.

For I hear you now
in the peace of my
soul, and the peace
of my soul knows
you are

…the One.

~*~
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Heart

heart_on_fire_wallpaper__yvt2O heart
where is that
fearless streak
which saw you tremble
yet still
stand your ground

With the last breath
you vowed
‘no surrender’
to faint lines
or lies.

Life hangs in
precarious balance of
here or there
of which, I am
neither.

Words seek play
across the page and
I yield their caress
to the dance, aware
that I may never speak
yet, feel so deep.

O heart
you are always so true
to your loves.

~*~

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