coming home near sunset...

sweet dollop half moon
lounging in
cotton candy sky

grateful
for the honeybee
that nearly lit on my hand
at lunch

for seeing through honeyed eyes
even with no explicit reason
for dulcet expressions.

maybe i can finally
touch my own center...

make beauty effortless
effortlessly see myself

effortlessly see...

sense
something
more...

swim good...

[Verse 1] 
That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln town car, ain't it?
Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it
Now I'm driving 'round on the boulevard, trunk bleeding
And every time the cops pull me over, they don't ever see them
And I've got this black suit on
Roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral
Five more miles 'til the road runs out


[Hook] 
I'm about to drive in the ocean 
I'mma try to swim from something bigger than me 
Kick off my shoes and swim good, and swim good 
Take off this suit and swim good, and swim good, good 


[Verse 2] 
Got some pretty good beats on this 808 CD, yeah 
Memory seats I'm sitting on stay heated 
I woulda put tints on my windows but what's the difference 
If I feel like a Ghost, no Swayze, ever since I lost my baby 
I've had this black suit on 
Roaming around like I'm ready for a funeral 
One more mile 'til the road runs out 


[Hook] 
[Bridge] 
I'm going off, don't try stopping me 
I'm going off, don't try saving 
No flares, no vest, and no fear 
Waves are washing me (out) 


[Hook] 


[Outro] 
Don't die

this moment

releasing the love that didn't happen
to embrace the loves that can.

drawing down the moon

easing into understanding and settling into sensations brought on by nascent superpowers...

doing it again...

the facebook peer pressure got to me, so i'm going to try to do napowrimo again this year.

found some good tips...and there's always the random haiku to get through the slow days.

so here we go!

storm

there are drums and dreams in the thunder...

idea #35 - writing prompt

as s/he/zhe walked along the shore, a voice whispered...

idea # 7 - scene setting

candles
honey
sandalwood
full moon
new love

idea #5 - writing prompt

i will line my eyes with kohl, and seduce anyone who gets in my way.

{original}

desire

i wanna sleep
and dream of magic...

{inspiration}

today.

giving thanks.
absorbing.
reflecting.
listening.

dancing to the songs in this moment and wondering where the steps are leading me. what the sound is teaching me.

infinite possibilities

{title track}

dipped in ancient well water, my senses flooded with goddess energy...

i have no idea how to finish that. but it's how i feel.

lately, many thoughts come in those sorts of bursts--incomplete but potent flares of feeling.

over the last few days, i have relived many moments. some joyous, some traumatic, all illuminating.  i have come a long way, and i see a long road in front of me.  i am not daunted by it.  rather, i am encouraged and inspired by the possibilities that await me. 

i hope to travel that road under a sky as beautiful as the one i saw this evening: wisps of peach-yellow clouds floating above a strip of blue sky, giving off just enough light to outline an impossibly thick bottom layer of mountainous, steel gray clouds.

you must be able to walk across clouds like that. you simply must.

in remembrance of me

i will line my eyes with kohl
and seduce anyone who gets in my way.

this saturday

i woke slowly this morning from warm dreams, gazing through open windows...

song-thought: "love language"

snippet

me:  whatchu doin?

him:  That artistic genius thing I do that you like so much

caught

hips rose,
meeting
the scent of rose hips
and cedar
buried in
neck hollows.

stretching towards peace

longing for safety...

oxymoron

filled with wanting

process

pushing out words and tears...
as they leave, chills settle over my shoulders.

musing

candles and honey.

sandalwood-scented house under a full moon...

dreaming of new love as shakti dances up and down my spine...