It’s a maddening force this slip of the wind
between the shadows of root and sky.
We like to dance to the gravestones and exchange
whispered night dreams
but really, where do we go at night?
It’s a quieting revelry of bones and need-blood
the ancients who speak of half lies.
A neighboring field, run sweating love-lunge
of grasping breathless hushed cries.
Let us be the night queen of everything unseen
in this makeshift lullaby.
For we want and we crave it-
this world, can we make it?
although we will die.
Naked vessel blushing on the pad of your finger.
could blow it away.
You wait for me to take it,
stolen identities have formed on each petal,
milleniums of surviving and thriving-
now torn from the earth.
All the while,
of prehistoric wars
battle inside these veins
of ironic decay.
Black is the night girl
who runs with the stars,
she who camoflauges into shadow sky.
Wild is the night girl
Who adventures in the darkness,
She who speaks with arcane hollowed eyes.
Deep is the night girl
Who whispers with the soil,
She who feeds deeply of pale-blue moonlight.
Free is the night girl
Who dances breathlessly till dawn,
She who remains grounded while also in flight.
She speaks coyote
She drinks cactus
She rides bareback
She haunts all of us
She laughs thunder
She dances firefly
She smells wildflower
She whispers lullaby
She chants toad
She weeps lighting
She pulses earth
She sings everything
She smokes wind
She spits rain
She breathes stars
She embodies arcane.
She is the biker with longhair.
She is the courage against nightmare.
She is the intensely beautiful stare.
She is the I who wills to dare.
Intertwine a River
I am sending endlessly
a stream of love to you.
If you care to follow me
Be your Beauty.
Be your Truth.
Follow me to downward streams
Replenishing all the land.
Listen closely as I feed
The animals, the trees, the sand.
Keep watch for stagnant waters
Where you cannot be free.
Flowing with my waters
Is not to Do but is to Be.
And if you find yourself stuck,
Create whirlpools, waves and mud.
For being hope will lead to freedom,
Where the Drought welcomes the Flood.