by heather | Aug 3, 2012 | Poems
Dawning, grey sky dipping reverentially to unseen tremors of bright hiding below the horizon passive except in the choice to face east (or here in the north, mostly east), accepting reverberations of light and how they change the dark we know. Fait accompli even in a...
by heather | Aug 3, 2012 | Poems
Make your own bell if you need to, invent a sound that will not let you rest, one that touches your morning with bright mourning, the tragic joy of life that is death that is life, listen to it calling you to rise. Stand to whatever real posture you can, crumple in to...
by heather | Aug 3, 2012 | Poems
Lick this ice cream, feel how it is cold and sweet at once, notice how eager I am to share, to let it drip on my fingers and yours engaged in the sloppy pleasure of living. Taste what I offer in this simple act, scooping what is here, my childlike concentration and...
by heather | Jul 30, 2012 | Poems
I choose to love you while you are dying, which is now… entropy slowing your cells without evidence, the ginger of your hair flashing on the trampoline, the inexhaustible passion of your curiosity, the soft curls of your white hair on your scarf, the sexy...
by heather | Jul 30, 2012 | Poems
I want your light to bounce along the walls of my soul, reflect off my hiding diamond … and yours, and yours… come let us magnify the twinkle of our days, open the dark caverns; more space for the intensity, bright...
by heather | Jul 30, 2012 | Poems
My teacher, this clenching gut demanding attention … not the most refined nor credentialled but deeply wise when I get past harsh admonition to listen.
