Poetry for and from the Soul

With Open Hands

People in cars
Gathering secret
Seashores
Playing mystical guitars
Not a casual sunrise
In sight
The scent of
Sacred rosebuds
Filling the air
Yesterday
A foreign word
To the ocean
Of fruits

In My Dreaming

Night awakens dawn
Stirring in the light
Of the glistening
Of your touch
Swallowing
The cat's murmur
And I consume
The hungry passion
Of your being
Calling the joy
My own
I adore
The beating
Of your heart
My eyes greet
The glisten
Of your song
I have dreamed of you
And in my dreaming
Awoke
To find you here

Courting

We walk
Hand in hand
Oblivious to the shadow

Courting the synergy of
What has always been
There
A sure smile
A lover's symphony

I spoke
To your heart
For it called me
With it's brave intensity
And in passing months
I swam it's
Deep ocean

You spoke
To my heart
For it called you

It's own
Rising
Of desire

And love's breath

As You Stand

Flickering in the wind
As you stand beside me
Full of strength
Desire for you
Fills me
All day long
I lie here
In your arms
As eternity passes by
Pure lightning
In your hands
That cover me
Claim me
Consume me
You are all that I know
Out beyond the ocean
To where the depths
Of my heart lie
Is you
With your strong eyes
Your brave
And flame filled ties

My Fire

Sometimes words
Sit silently
Awaiting an audience
Hidden behind curtains
I peek through
To see you
In the morning heat

Rising against
The silence
That gnaws at my bones

We pass one another
A longing fills my chest
I burn
You turn
Towards me
Embracing my fire

As I nestle
Inside yours

Night Descends

Night descends
With quiet wings
Alone again
Another day
I untied my heart
Only I
Appear in the mirror
The calmness
Of the sea
Nobody here
But me
And some old
Memories
I play with
In the sand

Open Channels

He stands so strong
In the open channels
I explore

Cascading through the door
A lightning bolt
Striking cautiously

He opens books
To remind himself
Humanity
Is not perfection
A slight oversight
Taken to correction

Some days
He sings
As wild fire
Other days
He whispers
And I must strain
To hear
His timid voice

Open As Can Be

Fire begins again
Be sweetness
When I touch your skin
Let loving arms
Surround me

Oh love
Don't you know
My heart is in
Your hands
Open as can be
No steel nor stone
To protect me
No thorn
Upon my crown

As Timeless As Creation

Bring joy
To this table
My worn out heart
Tired from
Disappointments
Bad choices
Wrong turns
Accepts
This face
As its own

Bring love
To this room
Mending
What was broken by time
Reconciling false beliefs
With the magic
Of its touch
The softness of its reach

Bring laughter
To this home
Uplifting views
Of serious disdain
Releasing illusions
Inviting life in though
Doors that were closed

By harsher lessons of life
Bring light
In its purest form
The dance of the soul
The flight of the heart
An embrace
As timeless as creation

You still remained

Moonlight
Falling on your face
Tender flights
Untamed
Questioning the dark
Sweet refrain
I guessed
The questions
Obscured
In subtle thoughts
And quiet flowers
Grew
Sifting through stone

Wondering
Restless and alone
Embracing moments
Of tossed benevolence
The length of the sky
Intrigued me tonight
And I confused
Wondered where to turn

To my left- your eyes
To my right- your face
Behind me- memories of time

Weary

Come to me
With a calm heart
And peaceful words
For I am tired
And the only thing
I can find
In my closet to wear
Is despair

I don't know where
Along the way
I became lost
But I am weary
Caught in confusion
My strength
Seems to be wearing thin

Where are my angels now?

We Began

Many tides
Rolling into my heart
Fingers like bows
Take their aim

Sharp as the sky
On a cold winter's day

I will give you
All the sunrise
Has to offer

Blue skies
Calling me again
Lift the heaviness
From your hands
With a sweet smile

Tell time
It has no reason
To worry
We began
With always written
Across destiny

I grew up in southern California in a town called Costa Mesa which is next to Newport Beach, CA.

I have been studying metaphysics for 20 years and I have been writing poetry since I was 12 years old. I have learned many of the ways of a medicine woman and completed a course in Cross Cultural Perspectives in Feminine Psychology. I have been meditating since I was a teenager and I've been in meditation groups such as Satsang and many more through the years. I am a reiki master and have been doing reiki since 1994.

These books are my journey of life, love and learning. They are intimate, heartbreaking, sad, happy, about loss, falling in love, loving and the journey of a woman. The process of writing poetry brought me a new intimacy with my own spirit. I learned who I am through the years of writing my poetry.