A taste of forever
The golden ship which sails generation to generation
And the disappearing island I keep throwing my anchor upon
And each time
A new palm tree
A whiter beach
A more mild breeze
Clearer water
More exotic fruits and animals
A more forceful typhoon
And you
The one who stays near
Two steps ahead
My guide
Collecting me in your arms between voyages
Rocking me in your gentle waters
Showering me with love
Reminding me that the flame evermore dances within
Perfecting me
As we sail toward our dreams

What a perfect trio of movies
A lot of crying going on
A lot of letting go
Like giving someone food
When they’ve been a starving beggar for years
Wealth is a greedy beggar
Until your heart is right
Love is a greedy beggar
Until you learn to love
Grant that I not so much seek to be consumed
As to consume

So then am I giving my body
Or a promise?
And don’t confuse the two,
As if your nakedness were sacred.
That’s not my world.
No longer defined by the structure
I navigate freely through structure
Yeah
I’m a free spirit
There were clues, you know
The six food Asian redhead
Mother Nature showing up at Cobleigh Hall
The poetry
The boy fresh from England
With the pierced lip
And blue and purple hair
God, I wanted the Other
Anything must be better than home
Out there are riches
Happiness, abundance
Non-judgmental people
People who could interrupt impulse
And laugh at dinner parties

If his love left, then it’s gone
No use pining for it
You can’t raise the dead
It was a week’s affair
That became three years
Because I needed it to
I needed to know I could be loved
And not settle for
The first man who wouldn’t leave me
Why this grabbing hearts?
Fist-fulls of love
As if the supply was limited
It’s the way we have motivated
We made it love-less
When it’s about the metrics
You lose the humanity
Find all your “shoulds”
Throw them in a big pile
And BURN THEM
“Shoulds” give you fear of death
Playing with our basest nature
Of course the dark sides will come out to play
Forget your marriage
Forget your conventions – We have to write our own rules

Love and Money
Are the same
And we are confused about both
Money is the currency of Love
Love is Appreciation
The perfect reciprocation
That meets everyone’s needs
We are so one-sided
We can’t afford families
While the rich save – for what?
Why not show others some
Appreciation
Everyone’s too scared to be appreciated
What if I helped you?
Really helped you?
What is that worth?
I want to be the most helpful person on the planet
Everyone I contact
Will be helped by me
I can do it right now with my love
With my good intentions
A non-judgmental smile that reads,
“I love you, and I don’t even know you.”
I can love you with my peaceful energy
With my calmness and beauty
I can never say no
Unless it keeps me from helping
Directly or indirectly
Sometimes helpful means quiet
Sometimes it means speaking up
Just have a heart for service
And you will be appreciated
No one dearly loved
Ever died of hunger

One more night in my bed
California dreamin
With my kitten on my heart
And my heart full of love
I’ve already come so far
Lived so many possibilities
Rested and rallied
It’s a new year
Full of new days
And you’re pulling me into tomorrow

I loved you when you ran away from home
I loved you when you got married
I loved you when I met you
I loved you when you were too fat and you smelled like cigarettes
I loved you when you called me princess and made sweet love to me
I loved you when you lit sparkler fireworks off in my bedroom
Dancing and singing naked
I loved you when you called me a bitch and stormed out
I loved you when his cock was in my mouth
I loved you when you spit on me in the subway station and called me a whore
I loved you after you stopped listening
I loved you after you refused to acknowledge or accept my love

At the end of the day
A few scribbles
A bunch of big, noble plans
A chicken or the egg
Game of who trusts who first
Can I put what is in my head
On the paper?
When making any bets
One must stand strongly behind their art
So that troubleshooting can happen down the road
When the heart sends such strong signals
The brain feels pain in the work it takes
To translate vision into material
But I keep writing
Knowing that even a poorly captured interpretation of the heart
Gurantees half the success of the creation
I must have the patience now
To measure twice
And cut once
I won’t get these years back

Leaving a phase
It hurts here
I can’t stay here
I guess I’m hiding here
I guess it’s comfortable here
Or I wouldn’t resist leaving
Attached to the rat race
And the big risks
And the loneliness
And the chasm-like difference between what I want
And what I have
It’s go-time now
I set my own timer
And it’s going off
I’m done.

Heart Puddles
Inspiration
A day for riding on unicorns
Breathing
Smiling
A feeling of
Yes We Can
Noticing
My tendencies
Strong Impulses
Making waves
Let them ripple
Ideas come
At inconvenient times
Wait for the right wave
To make my move
Turn around and paddle
Breathe
Smile
Then Dance

Melting at the sunset
So sure of myself
Getting older only gets better
Not second-guessing so much anymore
Stepping into my body
I finally own it
And almost my heart
Knowing that everyone else
Is already taken
Best to play me to my potential
Absorbed in the other for so long
Looking for ideas and clues to success
Nice to come home to myself
Nice to be accepted and rejected for me

Finding that balance
Between lover and warrior
I can’t share in your peace
If it’s an ignorant bliss
I’m made of fire
You might like my warmth
But I exist to destroy
The illusions you hold

Back again
Same shit
Men think they’re so helpful
Always trying to solve your problems
But I’m not even complaining
You’re projecting onto me
Can’t you meet me where I am?
Always assuming something’s broken.