Lost at Sea

I wrote your name in the sand today;

I wished, and dreamed and willed it to bare,

the estate of my souls longing and prayer.

As the foolish man who built his home,

I could not see,

that what I lived and would die for

would Never be!

Cruel temptress the Sea,

a giver of life.

A thief of her treasures!

Coercing me to beg mercy,

To and fro,

To and fro,

To and Fro.

To the whim of her tide,

Her Highness' supreme pleasure

evident by the laughter in her sparkling blue-green eyes

mocks the heart of my longing!

She retreats and lies calm as empires are built,

with stealth and savage advance returns them to silt.

Bitter tears stained my defeated face

as she ravaged and erased

the lines and curves of your name.

Leaving me

with only the memory of a love

I had longed for and chased

in vain

Interpersonal Cracks

The space between you and me is thick with the tension

of a thousand little expectations.

I can not fill them all.

The space between you and me opens wide to let

my tears cascade to the cracks in the floor.

They will never dry in

The space between you and me!

Evolution

naked, i sit perched on my mattress,

borne free of it sheets,

like an egg gently teetering

back and forth before i fall.

silently i ask my arms to coil

around me repeating their embrace,

mimicking the lengths of rope used

to moor a ship to its dock-

tight and safe and steady, so i

will not drift unexpectedly into

the vast and unpredictable sea.

anguish internalized, 

reverberates in my  bones 

causing tension in my sinew, 

validating my existence to the faintly

pulsing heart i shelter within

my delicate shell.

only dry, purposeless breath

escapes my lips.

a hot wind over the back side of 

the mirror like a heat wave

making the elusive image

of my face waver and fade.

a mischievous mirage!

i am a woman, i am a 

child ,the present and past

collide, a thundering din

peels loud and long,

survived only  by the silent

sparkling shards of my soul,

scattered on the floor,

blinking back at me!

March 18, 2007

A Little Prayer

Rest of night come quickly upon me, 

calm my weary mortal soul.

wrap my mind in darkened solace, 

cradle me in peace!

Rest of night come quickly upon me,

heal and comfort my aching heart;

purify my dreams with starlight

as I begin to dream tonight.

may 12 2009

Early Morning

the air outside my window

is as still as my 

heart wants to be

the yellow sun prying its way 

through the slatted blinds 

is laughing at me

the promise of the 

new day winds its 

vibrant fingers tightly 

around my heart

suffocating gasps of grief

conspire with hiccups escaping 

the reservoirs of realization

as awareness creeps over the 

peaks of my mind

illuminating the microcosm 

of my existence

clarity perfects my vision so that

i can see

that the glory of this day

is not intended for me

may 31, 2009