Slippery Grasp

Like water,

I slip out of your grasp.

No solid earth

to hold me.

Nothing for you 

to contain my being, 

as I fill up 

and

empty out

all that I am,

over and over.

A vase

full of 

mess and broken beautiful

flowers.

You wish to hold me. 

But,

you don't know how.

Silver Ashes

Silver ashes falling from the sky.

A bird flies past,

oblivious

to the changes arriving

to change a life

that is already broken.

If we have to give up something up

-for another life-

What is it going to be?

Knowing Pluto

will take everything 

away from us.

An Underworld

that wants our lives

for us.

Only we 

act

as though

we don't even 

want it.

Giving it up like an unwanted gift,

and 

asking for it back

after burning it

to ashes.

Supernova Heart

Come and sit with me

in your little star 

in the sky.

Waiting for your supernova.

Black hole

losing its grip

on 

our fear of love.

I can

and

I will

light you up,

like 

there was never a broken heart

to start with.

Eject the mass,

and 

be ready to burst open.

Love like the night-time sun.

A Photograph of Time that You Lost

You think

that you can make that time up, 

and

make it alive

again.

Take the photographs

but 

ignore the moment

as it is

actually

happening.

The sad thing is

that

you never get it back.

You can have your photographs, 

and 

look at the people in their romantic, rose coloured glasses. 

Loss disguised as memories.

I hope 

someday

you learn to appreciate 

the moment-the gift,

and not just the photograph.

Liquid Space

Liquid Space

filling me up.

A Sea of Love,

satisfying my longing.

Swimming Around

in this liquid space,

I begin to feel loved,

to feel whole,

to feel fixed.

Liquid Space

Fulfill me in all my glory.

Show me to a New World

that I belong to.

Ambitious Heart

I am

 an ambitious heart. 

I want my dreams 

as much as my dreams want me.

Ambition is not a crime.

Wanting to nurture 

your own whole person 

is not a crime. 

I want a life 

that when I am 99,

that when I am a 100, 

I will be able to say, 

I HAVE LIVED. 

If I cannot say that, 

 I have already been dead

a long time.

My heart is ambitious 

for soul, 

for love, 

for peace, 

for the world, 

for people.

Your ambition is your nurturing. 

We need both. 

Exclusions need not apply.

The Waves of your Volcanic Fireworks

The essence of your volcano, 

burns away

all that you no longer need, 

purifying you 

for

 new lands,

new travels,

new adventures.

It won't burn you, 

unless you resist 

the new life, 

that it wants to give you.

The wind blows it all away,

let it give you fresh air to Breathe.

The ice, and frost, and rain cleanses you,

refreshing your shiny beauty.

The hurricanes and tornadoes bring you

back to you,

to your life. 

Standing in front of the tsunami, 

learn to swim 

to save your own life, 

and 

ride the waves! 

They only serve you...take the lessons they give you.

And pay the price

for a life

of freedom. 

Let the lightning pierce you, 

and the thunder wake you

for action. 

The Heavens,

the oceans,

the land.

the ether

all call your name now. 

See those fireworks?

Those are for you. 

Your celebration calls you!

Feel your beating heart on fire.