Life So Real ~ Poetry: January 2009

Sunday, January 25, 2009

free

waiting patiently
night will soon arrive
moonlight gently expanding
awareness with its glow

journeying slowly
exonerated from error
and engulfed by radiance
rising from within

soaring peacefully
heart no longer confined
guided to its side
star burning in the night sky

Sunday, January 18, 2009

a taste

longing to be held in the sun’s warm embrace
fingers of light gently caressing my waist
my spirit desires
the heat that transpires
and my soul yearns for even a taste
of the connection ensconced within that space

the journey of poetry

"...a spiritual journey is a lot like a poem. You don't merely recite a poem or analyze it intellectually. You dance it, sing it, cry it, feel it on your skin and in your bones. You move with it and feel its caress. It falls on you like a teardrop or wraps around you like a smile. It lives in the heart and the body as well as the spirit and the head."

Sue Monk Kidd
When the Heart Waits

the journey of words...

sometimes they come as a gift; the words flowing into my mind at odd moments and i'm forced to repeat them over and over until i can quickly write them down on scraps of paper. it's like they're so excited to be discovered that they write themselves and i am just the vessel through which they become manifest...

and other times it's like a game of hide and seek. they give me a clue, an idea, but the harder i try to find them, the more they elude me. they want to be found, but they enjoy the game. and so i wait patiently, catching glimpses of them here and there. Until one day, maybe weeks or months later, they are comfortable enough to come out of hiding, finding the perfect moment to create themselves...