Thursday, December 09, 2010


My dear friends PJ and Lyra. It was Lyra’s 60th birthday party and it was FABULOUS! We circle-danced, we sang, we chanted, we hugged. I was honored to be invited and I hope Lyra does it again when she’s 65 or 70. :)

I want to be Lyra when I grow up. (Lyra is in the amazing blue gown with the awesomely silver hair.)


Saturday, October 09, 2010

desire (poem)

your lips to mine
tongue asking to dance
hands in my hair, possessing
all you can possess

the strength of your body
a rarely shared and magical
few have been honored to know

your wanting
close to the surface,
deep as the ocean floor
secrets, only I know
only you know

let me lay the weight of this
pleasure on you like a thick blanket
in winter,
the familiar and comforting curves
of my body
welcoming and warming you

our fire
burns brightly blue
you, the matches and kindling
I, the oxygen and spark,
and the wild, licking flames
of desire

Monday, June 21, 2010

Summer Has Arrived (song)

Wistfully watch the moon rise
it’s almost getting full
the gravity of your heart on mine -
I can almost feel the pull

night is nearly fallen
in the indigo prairie sky --
with you, I wish I was, tonight

the fireflies, whispering
summer has arrived
I’d give a lot of summer dreams
just to sing you a lullaby

summer has arrived
the juice drips down my chin
another day to be amazed
at this world we live in

fireflies, whispering
how do they know I love you so?
I wrote this summer song tonight
because I wanted - just wanted -
you to know.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The Library (poem)

Walk the stacks
skim the shelves
search for tales
known so well

what you read
is up to you
will you choose
as lovers do?

thoughts will write
the tale of us
pick the words
heart, heat and lust

within the spines
the new, the old
ancient whispers
lives retold

within one’s power
to keep on reading
or sigh
decide that it was fleeting

I pause and draw a volume down
the cover set with jeweled crowns
a million stars
a moonlit night
my lover’s lips within my sight

I turn the page and laugh
pick up a pen and graph
trajectory of these two hearts
pages ripping, stops and starts

the rest will be of our own making
what blaze of glory, what fate creating
what task, what faith, to love and wait
the writing of our story, great.

Saturday, February 27, 2010


The light keeps blinking blue,
I want red.

my patience sits
my heart has no door
"I am here for you"
"I am here for you"
"I am here for you."

whether it's stupid or wise
it's what I do:
I love
I just

no, really
I am beautiful
I am smart
I am funny
and a little too sensitive
but that's how I love so well

And no, for the millionth time
my friends,
I do not need a man
I do not need a man

I want one.

And there is a big difference.

the risk of loving this big
is that no one will have the courage
to accept all they are given
to surrender

I will love fiercely
I will love with laughter
I will love with fire

I will love with
the waters of the monsoon

Who will be my King?

Who has the courage?

Friday, February 26, 2010

If I Were There (song)

If I were there.

If you were here.

I'd take your hands.

I'd call you "dear."

But in Italian,

because that's what we do...

I'd press my lips to yours

and say "I love you."

If I were there.

If you were here.

I'd shed a tear

but have no fear.

You'd hold me close

so safe I'd feel

We'd do what's true..

we'd share what's real.