Us

Why stars we be
When all is cast?
Mayhap terra
Mayhap indeed
The deed has yet
To be done.

Beginnings

Memories happen again

Not a year and a day
Not hard to be soft
Strength the eighth card
I feel you in me
I see me in you
Winter is dead?
It is just warming up.

Would It Be So Bad?

Hiding. I'm hiding. You are hiding.

We turn our faces away.

But no way is there to

keep from seeing that

we are all the same.

I am hiding this and you are hiding that.

Yet I know what you are hiding and you know what I am.

What if we relaxed our necks, stopped facing the other way?

What if we saw face forward, head on, what we were all hiding?

Would the world explode?

Or would we all start crying and laughing with the relief?

I fear my fear of fear.

The fear of showing myself,

all the parts of me that I can't see.

If I bore my soul and my body to you,

what would the reaction tell?

Would you back away slowly or come and hug me?

I would like to say I'm going to stop hiding and start showing,

but that is what I cannot promise.

Maybe in the end I will gain the courage

to give you courage the same.

That Feeling

Dawn slowly shows

The windows yellow

The rocky peak is pink

Orchestral calls of birds

Heavy blankets weigh

Your legs held down

By warmth in midst

Of morning chills

Mist gathers miles above

Gathers and draws more

Clouds reflect the new sun

The old sun, always there

Oceanus

The sea's eyes
See that white dress
Floating
Swirling in the dark waters
Of the bay

The sea's eyes
See the black wood
A hand reaches down

The white, beautiful fabric
Is gone
Gone with that hand
Made with skin
That was blacker than night

As black as the very bottom
of the deepest of the ocean.

Sisters Make Life Worth Smiling

My sister.

I love you.

You are strong, you endure everything that happens and no matter what, you come out stronger.

You always manage to make me burst out laughing with your quick wit, when I'm sad.

You are odd and strange and that goes to show that you are family.

Your emotions are always pure. When you feel anger, you BECOME the anger. When you are excited, you BECOME excitement. And so on.

I love everything about you, sissy.

You are absolutely perfect.

Happy 14th birthday, Kaelee.

Triplets

A moon, a rose, a bundle of sticks for firewood.
These are all one being.
The moon brings light, love, change.
The rose brings sweet scent, food, change.
The bundle brings warmth, potential, change.
A moon, a rose, a bundle of sticks for firewood.
They are three in one.