harvest field

to lay down, with grace
golden
having been found
fully 
made
perfectly 
free

Mother's Day haiku May 09 2021

Every being 

has a mother- that bird, this fish. 

We are all children.

moon haiku

the moon is not just
a mirror to the sun's light,
it's ocean's lover.

March 2019 cycles

You can't love the wounded part of you by loving another person with the same wounds
When they don't want your love, it feels like you yourself arent being loved

You have the same needs as them
You have the same light in you
You have the same fears in you
You have the same glory and shame

This is what wants attention
Inside you
This is what needs your love
Inside you

This turning to yourself
Is the work of healing
And loving

Loves lost and found

No words
Can describe the light and dark of being
That would rise to the surface of my skin

A tide of love coming up
From my heart
Drowning with memories

The first touch

The first kiss

The shameless, sensitive 

playfulness

Those subtle strong shoulders

Stretched in ecstacy

Golden curls
Nestled gently, fleetingly, guardedly

The light, those eyes, that skin

through trust

our time-travelling, alchemical desire

faith made flesh

Gladly drowned
Gladly borne in love
Gladly cherished
Gladly mourned, my loves

Those lips
Those kisses
Owned that self and are lost

dissolved

like an estuary

changed by the tides and the seasons

The dawn could not have come without the fall of sunset,
And the long night,

It is a love song to love beyond lovers.

Haiku two

As the cherry tree
surrenders to winter's death,
so transform yourself.

Threshold

I smell like you
Moving through the mist
Her name rises
Like a long goodbye

Weaving, weaving
My heart has been parting
At this crossroads
I ask for a blessing

You're still on my skin
I stand at the edge
Already gone on ahead.