Naked and Free

I wanted to hold you,
In the darkness,
In the light
In the shadows of your past
Not in the newness
But the comfort of knowing you

I wanted to be naked with you,
Inside and out,
With our guts sprawled across the table
Our fleshy wounds clear to be seen
Red and raw and open
Bleeding freely,
Surrendered,
Because there is no other way
In love.

Soft

I have to be soft with myself today, or I might
break
I will softly caress the curves of my heart,
And gently remember the truth of my soul,
So I don't break

I will whisper 'I love you' to myself
And 'I am here'
So that I can carefully fill the void that I often seek others to,
So I won't break

I will remind myself of my strength
And the way I have grown from the ashes
So many times before
New, and stronger
With scars but with a fierce heart

Humanity's Dark Side

Hidden between the skeleton
Branches of the trees
There are secrets that linger beneath
Our knees
A tunnel of mirrors
Leading to infinite worlds
Where dark thoughts unfold
And rotten things unfurl

There are those who are lost
In the black of the abyss
Wondering what happened to
Light, innocence, the purity of a kind
Untainted by the horrors
Of humanity's dark side

Two Worlds

There are two worlds
Which sometimes collide
In a moment

The ugly, dark, mysterious
Ridden with disease
And rotten corruption

And the beautiful,
The pure, angelic
The bright sunlight in the morning
Or the innocence of a child
The sweetness of a delicious fruit
Or a genuine joyous smile

Can they both be real at once?

When you lift the veil, is one the true reality?

Or is the truth the one you choose to see?

Starling Cloud (We Gather to watch them Together)

Their wings spread, making beautiful shapes

As we gather to watch them together

We gather to watch them disperse

and reverse

Under and over the pier

In and out of our hearts

We gather to watch them make beauty with 

their wings,

To listen to nature sing

We gather to watch them come together,

All of us bound by the sea

Safe between their wings

We gather to watch them transform

and reform

Again and Again

With each movement

They shimmer,

Ripple and flicker

Each time unique

The patterns of our days and afternoons

The rolling of the waves

The rhythm of our days

Defined by these movements

Unique but the same

As the world goes around and around

In this tiny, ancient seaside town