Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Forward to Back in Time

Sleep lays entangled at my feet.
 What ifs form soldier lines along the back of my mind.
 Questions rise red replacing my blood. 
Breath comes a steady wave across the room; Lulling and enticing sleeps reassuring embrace.

Wrested in the Arm of Unrest




It falls heavy like rain on the seeds of peaceful slumber. A passion planted; quenched not of thirst but quenched of its first budding evening leaves. 

Be quiet Soul. Ask not whispered questions. Heart do not pound. 

Love has no window,.for there is no lock or knob or glass that exists within the skies which wings imploring of love do fly. 

Insane; the effect it has.
Inexplicable; the way it causes my body to throb and pulse both in joy and in trepidation.

I knew not worship before I knew not love.

Cruel masters make dogs of froth and teeth or of cower and trembling fur. 
No master have I, because it is willingly I place myself upon this post.

Take not for granted the ease of my supplication. Do not see my silken armor as a weakness; easily pierced.
My eyes are open and see within the All. 

Like a fox, I am easily tamed by a beloved devoted master
Like a fox,.I watch the movements of your hands and the intentions of your gaze
Like a fox,..At the slightest wavering flag of ill intent I will parlay my heels and be eyes once again that watch in silence from the shadows.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

The Mahogany Table

Why are you here?  I recognize these faces, but not with my eyes.

A curved table edged in gilt rises from the center of a cavernous room
      both golden hued and awash in shadows
Night after Night you Bring me here.
I am Honored to dine with you, But saddened when Daylight breaks,.shattering with the Darkness the Memories of the Things we discussed. 

Why am I here? My physical visage is the youngest among the room.

Are you the collaboration of the child whose finger in the Dyke will keep my Walls in Place for Me?
Or are you the Water itself? Coaxing me to allow gentle Passage,...
Are you my Counsel? Or am I a Part of a Counsel,..

I am not upset by the loss of sleeping respite,.only curiouser and curiouser to gain parcel on Understanding