“Skip Warrior pose?”
That’s not god speaking. Ha! No.
He knows I love This.
Shores of Silver
This Great Lake is one great friend.
Many know her healing call, some are blessed to call her home.
With reverence, she quickly winks “good morning” to her friends, the oceans and to her family, the mountains.
She issues daily invitations to walkers to join her for a daybreak tea, a mid-day lunch and a moonrise meditation.
Majestic she is, and life-giving she’ll be to all who care for her and her friends:
-the Rivers, streams and creeks;
-the shallow, golden beaches;
-the rocky bluffs’ soaring birds;
-the tree-lined paths where deer do wander;
-the creatures that drink of her;
-the cities of creative opportunity and the small towns of contentment.
Her voice shall not drown out the heart’s longing for other wonders, for she chooses to sing harmony in the song called “gathering waters.”
Then
I’d dance and
you’d write it
-the flowers that grow from my hips.
You’d scream and
I’d ignite it
-the powers that flow from your lips.
Takers and Givers Alike
I am the cause that
takes from there
and makes him wear
a crazy pair.
I am the machine that
gives a care
and makes her dare
with mismatched fare.
Now and Then
So here am I
Exposed
Neck open
Fearless
Home
So there is it
Status quo
Heart gated
Safe walking
Gone
Life at 2am
I jumped in
and while swimming around,
questions subsided,
breath slowed down.
Need for oxygen
exists no more.
My whole being feels
what prayer is for.
Mid-night Music: A Haiku
Unphased by the dark
And love the living daylights
Scared right out of me
But to miss a life
And it’s god-like potency
Terrorizes me
A Man’s Best Friend’s Haiku
With morning’s first kiss
I hope you’ve breakfast in bed
And warm hands to hold
Certain Bliss
I pray that your hands be in love with your life
And at day’s quiet end, be wrapped tight ’round your life
Life’s ups and downs still will have your heart sing
Life, if she’s good, bids you “back in the ring.”
I Love Me: A Haiku
The words so pretty
Yet when the wind chilled my skin
No blanket came ’round
I chase hope no more
For I’ve leapt one step ahead
Would that it catch me
