Nandina and Canvas

While I may not have your DNA curled about my double helix map-

It is you who breathed my fire back to life,

     "Don't tell me you're fine! Tell me how you really are!"

You extracted my story,
      From my experiences.

Reflecting it to me
      in a mirror of love,
      "Girl, do you have any idea how remarkable you are?"

The moon was waxing the day you divulged your time is waning.

     "Anyone can be 70, that's nothing, but 80? 80 is an accomplishment"

I left that day with
      a painting,
           a plant
              and a pile of empty flower pots.

This collection sums up the kinship we share:

     Igniting creativity,
          Connecting to nature,
               Cultivating hope.

The moon was waxing the night I realized that our time is waning.

The glaring empty space where the full moon would soon be
Reflect the question back to me,
      How will I exist without your witness?

The answer I stumble upon?
     I must water your seeds planted in my soul

Look people right in the eyes
    Ask how are you doing?

And demand a honest answer!

Wing

Wing

I AM

thick hair blown by a wild wind

soft skin kissed by a torrent

and I have a secret.

Not a dirty secret 

like, "Dont you ever tell anyone where he touched you" or "Please don't tell Daddy she's your lover"

A sacred quiver, 

An earth whisper 

In a grandmother's heart. 

Gifted 

to mother,

            daughter, 

                   granddaughter

Over and over again

For centuries.

Until you whispered it to me.

I AM

thick hair blown by a wild wind

soft skin kissed by a torrent

and I have a secret.

Transparent

Fading
into the backdrop
of
our sharade

Transparent
 and exposed

Yet
you still don't
see
me

Naked
and alone

You treasure
observing
this mangled
heart

Weeping
and broken

My tears
adorn
you

Enamored
and resentful

I hate
myself
for loving
you

Inhale

I inhale
the breath
escaping
your lips

The air
once
passing
your lungs

Your life
is now
renewing
my soul

I reach
deep within
hungering
for you

My mouth
waters
longing
to taste

You meet
me here
reviving
our love

She

Her eyes penetrated
My soul
With a wink
Searing me with desire
I was insaitiable
She was unattianable
The beautiful torture
Fermented into anguish
Until
I looked up
At last
To see
She
Is me.

Into the Night

I step into the night

the air
     wraps me in her embrace
the breeze
     runs her fingers through my hair
the stars
     carress me with droplets of light

lying here
     on a blanket of grass

I am alone
    yet adored

challis

strike the

match

the air

swirls

the flame

flickers

the wick

bows

the oil

rises

observe the

dance

of the

challis

breathe in

slowly

engaging yourself

with

the purified

air

open yourself

completely

mind, soul

body

bow in

embracing

the delicate

balance

of giving

receiving

and making

room