Sunday, December 28, 2003

livin on the bottom
one step away
from death
makes me face
truths
otherwise, laid to rest

like a submarine
submerged
I undergo the test
pressure from the depths
restin on my chest

truths only refuge
a face to face
encounter

in fear's
deepest recess

Saturday, December 20, 2003

SACRIFICE

Truth
lies lifelessly
at the feet of Fear
its beauty spilling in a pool of blood
a sacrifice to Fear

Friday, December 12, 2003

brave men
fight and die
in homage to Empire
its only bondage
for freedom's sweet nectar
flows
thru surrender,
sacrifice...

Thursday, December 11, 2003

by light of day

Never
no never
will I behold again
by light of day
My Isis
Athena
She has ceased to exist
I descend into darkness
there
to find the light
dwelve
into the dark, dark
Night
slippin away
jus slippin away
again
no judgement, no salvation
warm blood flowin
carryin me into eternity
oblivion
slippin, slippin away...

Monday, December 08, 2003

MOONLIGHT

moonlight
dissolves the darkness
heaven and earth
merge
upon the back
of the wind
blowin softly
you come to me
I feed
on your soul
I breathe your pain
taste you sufferin
our souls
merge
on the ebb and flow
of tidal waves

Saturday, December 06, 2003

pure spirit
deep within
heal the world
she walks in Purity
stalikin the night
dancin
among the spirits
a tree in the wind
conscious images
skimmin the surface
deeper within
lies the reality

Tuesday, December 02, 2003

BATHE YOU IN MY LOVE

Your beauty glistens
sparkles
in shimmering waves
it falls over me
draping me in joy
Lay back my love
fall endlessly within
while...

I bathe you in my love

Sunday, November 30, 2003

DARK NIGHT

The dark night of my soul
groaning, moaning
giving birth
a hidden spark
Divine
bursts forth
bathing life
in magical delight

Friday, November 28, 2003

a bag of bones...

a bag of bones
body
without spirit
the substance
breathes
giving form
fleshing out
a bag of bones

Thursday, November 27, 2003

SPIRIT SONG

My body resonates
with the spirit song
sweetly,
she sings
shattering my illusions
setting me free...

Friday, November 21, 2003

BEAUTIFUL MIND

A beautiful mind
shapes the world
transforms,
bringing to Perfection
elements scattered in dispersion
holding together, the world
striving to break assunder
SAILS in the WIND

Standin still, stuck in time
need to put my sails
to the wind
leave behind
stagnant images, memories
a letting-go
freeing of heart and mind

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

Crossing that illusory boundary
I enter the kingdom within
Stilness sets in
the world comes to a stop
Mind, empty and free
Kneels
at the feet of Heart
becomes a faithful steward
and all that is Beautiful
comes together in Universal Harmony
Everything
is as it shuld be
Cautiously she sets foot
on the shores of Eternity
Hesitant
to leave the "real" world behind
but Heart draws her
where mind cannot lead

Monday, November 10, 2003

CRYSTAL CLARITY

Not mindless or helpless
but
secure in existence
one with myself
my true identity
a mystery unraveling
times frontier dissolving
crystal clarity evolving

Saturday, November 01, 2003

MIDNITE DANCER


Deep within
A silent voice calls
primordial echoes
speaking
not in tonques
but
in sheer delight
...a wood nymph
lightly dancing
hide and seek
among the trees
becokning us
flirting with ease

JOY is her name

Friday, October 17, 2003

WHAT I AM

What or who I am
I don't know
Always been defined by
limitations, obstructions
When the way opens
Who I am
I don't know
BUFFALO GIRLS

Where are the Buffalo Girls?
Where have they gone?
dancin by the light of the moon
whoopin and hollerin
alive in magical delight

Ridin the crest of the creative wave
Martha Jane dances round the firelight...

Saturday, July 05, 2003

THUNDER

Thunder within the earth
Rises, Resonates
thru-out my body
tuning my bones
to its mystical rhythm

Earth-sounding
calling
AT THE LIGHT

I saw you at the light today
the love that was once mine
You just stared away
emptiness
I glanced
a time or two
culdn't help myself
Your Beauty still enchanting

I saw you at the light today...
the LEAD CLIMBER

ascending...
cuttin a path
thru rocky crags
like the moon
not quite full
lookin to the sun
for light
the lead climber
forges striaght ahead
followin
the Self-emergent Path
PASSIN STORM

Jus sittin
quietly
doin nothin
on my front porch
Suddenly
a burst of light
flashes 'cross the sky
lightin dancin
wind thrashin
swayin trees
The air is alive
electric
Twister near-by

Jus sittin
doin nothin
full moon risin
JUS WAITIN

Waitin for the settin sun
then the stars so clear
life on the porch
so different
across the threshold--
paralell worlds

steppin across
captured by the Natural World
observin its cycles
rhythms
near sunset
breeze stops
stillness
as if all nature is awaitin
that Grand Event
settin-sun

and when she drops
the stars so clear
LOVE MUST FAIL

Love
must fail
fall short
only by seein
where we didnt love enuff
can we bring about
A Perfect Love
complete
in every way

A Perfect Love
built on
the heartaches of the past
Dreamin on my Front Porch

Spend a lota time
right here on my front porch
watchin the wind
blowin thru the trees
thinkin of you
no one has ever touched me like you do
I wanna know you
heart and soul
like the wind in the trees
playfully
we dance with each other
me chasin you
you waitin
for me to catch up
Heart and Soul
wind in the trees
I jus wanna dance with you...
BRAZOS COUNTY JAIL

Sittin in the Brazos County lock-up
enjoyin a wanderer's feast
biscuits and gravy-- Texas hospitality
blockin out the jailhouse raucous
driftin into the Silence within
dissolvin inner walls, barriers
emergin into that marvelous emptiness
Deep Space...Inner Space

Wednesday, June 25, 2003

THE RIGHT APPROACH (for Johnny and Guy Waterman)

One cannot ascend
lofty peaks
by pushin, forgin ahead
the wind blows
'oer mountain tops
penetrates insurmountable heights
dissolves hardened obstacles
Sitting quietly
in my tent
the trek is traversed
only thru stillness
do interior landscapes yield
Beyond crested ridges
thru the clouded sky
a pinhole opens
pulled from above
no footholds of stone
Hoverin over the blued Earth

The Right Approach
must be known...

Saturday, March 29, 2003

Holdin you
Sunrise
Dawn of a New World
transformed by your
Steely gaze
lookin out o'er our domain
Paradise
hand-in-hand
steppin outa our dreams
onto the firmness of Rocky Peaks
a Sacred Landscape
resonating with starlight
Jules
climber_girl
solid like a rock
decisive
up-front and quick
with the heart of a little girl
sweet confessions
truth un-adorned
pushin the limits
a warrior
her shield...
an open heart
walked many roads
but one path
like a fox
walking on ice
cautious, deliberate, gentle
wary of that crackin sound
eyes to the ground
searchin
a feather fallen
sacred
adorning the dance
Amanda
delicate butterfly
skittish
but enduring
gently approaching
lightly touching down
fluttering
but for awhile
a mid-summer's eve faiere
...illusory

Saturday, March 22, 2003

RETURN

My best moments
moments of being
are when I'm the most still
quiet
no internal dialogue
alone with the earth
feelin her pull
feelin her hold
she guides me
and
she talks to me
her language
Ancient
what she says
I cannot hear
only feel and see
she recreates before my eyes
Paradise
within
a sense of the timeless
when I walk
I move with grace
each step
perfectly placed
Why
I question
wuld I ever
wonder out of Eden
only empty imaginings
of a desperate ego
culd obscure
such Harmony

Sunday, March 16, 2003

PLAYFULLY

What I write
I write for you
that you may know a love
that honestly reflects
the Beauty of You

...there is a voice
deep inside
that whispas truths divine
when you hear it
you will smile with delight
relief
a warmth unknown
but true nontheless
a secret so pure...
god pretending to be you!

so of all of life's travails
take with a sly smile
and a knowing wink
...jus play along for awhile
ECHOES

silence...
faintly I hear my blood runnin thru my veins
stillness of space
my mind ceases its senseless chatter
moon whispas
unheard echoes
painting pictures so sweet
the Primordial sound
beatin rhytmically
resonates thruout my body
the taste of Love delights...

Saturday, March 15, 2003

OCEAN

Hair flowin down her back
rolls to her hips
walking
lightly on sandy beaches
waters lapping at her feet
waters circling this earth
waters that run thru my heart
Ocean of Love
carry my song
my heatbeat
your tide
pulsing to the same rhythm
EMPTY

my life
hangin on a thread
these invisible bonds
so delicate
insubstantial
my dreams elude me
floatin away
untethered
into
a dark, empty sky

Sunday, March 09, 2003

DESTINY

In my dreams
I hold
what is mine
I touch, I caress
Softly my fingertips run
over your white supple body
quivers as it does
to the touch
Adoration...
I knoe you so well
all of you
that
when we meet
a Turning Point
the World begins anew
Time will have a new mark
from which to measure
the coming together
of Heaven and Earth

Thursday, March 06, 2003

MOON GODDESS

In devotion
tending the Path
following closely upon her footsteps
awaiting her command

The goddess radiant with heavenly Light
reflecting the will of the Creator
Everything is as it should be
spontaneously reflecting Perfection
the potential becomes actual

Bathing in her Light
rising toward a New Dawn

Monday, March 03, 2003

BRAVE HEART...for Jacqueline Saburido

Where her feet touch
the Union of Heaven and Earth
This Angel of Mercy
her Light shining Brightly
speaking softly
seeks to Awaken
a slumbering, dis-enchanted youth
who pursue thrills
not so cheap
what price to pay
she has paid for you and I
Ascended...
Jacqueline's spirit struggles to secure
her foothold on this Earth
behind the mask
a message so Pure
Rise...
Celebrate life's Sweetness
unabetted, unaided
no cure needed

Jacqueline
a modern-day
Brave-Heart

Thursday, February 27, 2003

Angel of Innocence

Angel of Innocence
Your Beauty shines bright
brings tears to my eyes
Adoration
a proper response

Beautiful and clear within
gentle and devoted without
hence exposed to great suffering

Angel of Innocence

Sunday, February 23, 2003

JESICA SANTILLAN

A Teen-Angel
in need of a heart
or was she?
hesitant to submit
to technology's cutting edge
Jesica didnt feel ready
the moment not right
in her mind, unfinished business
yet to attend
she had months to live
but was taken in days
what might have transpired
if her time she had lived out
what bonds completed
what boundaries crossed
what tender moments shared
her life begs us to see
the true function of heart
not a pump...
but a fount
pouring forth love

a Teen-Angel
Sacrificed
may her memory endure...

Wednesday, February 19, 2003

...in the wind

dyin a poet's death
one foot in the gutter
still
blowin in the wind
havin loved and lost
havin fought for nought
things unchanged
that which remains
...the Journey

Tuesday, February 18, 2003

this hurts so much
I cant let myself
feel
the enormity of the pain
bits and pieces
I break it up
cant digest
all at once
my life so grotesque
...bits and pieces

Thursday, February 13, 2003

THREADS of TIME

Sweet Angel
in a distant land
my heart strains
like the wings of a bird
seeking flight
heavy laden
deep in the grips of earth
buried by relative matter
irrelative, irreverant
breakin constraints, unshackled
I invoke the Mystery
the threads of space and time
to weave a New Fabric
that will
unite you and I
WINGS of INNOCENCE

A woman scorned...
"no fury has Heaven and Hell
so great"
a broken_Angel
god's gift ravaged
torn
She the Crucible of Love
dishonored, dis-robed
Purity tarnished
in her
the Savior is born
reborn
Crucified
re-crucified
but the Seed remains
in her eternal vigilance
lies the fate of Heaven and Earth
down, down
she must go
her Primal Womb molten
firing, forging
a Sacred Blend

on the Wings of Innocence
SOMEWHERE in MONTANA

Somewhere in Montana
in an ole wrangler's cabin
fed the cows
fed the horses
the sun's slowly slippin
neath the horizon
night shadows creepin up
taking form
a thousand stars above and I'm all alone
somewhere in Montana

on the whispas of the wind
I hear your voice
the fragrance of the sweet grass
carries your scent
but your touch...
your touch
eludes me still
somewhere in Montana
DEVOTION

...and all is right with the world
When?
the Father sitting in heaven above?
No,
can't be
Jesus, the Father descended
received by the Earth
Light enters
the Dark moist Primal Womb
Yielding
the Earth receives
follows upon the heels of Light
with Devotion

alone in this Sacred Hour
savoring the purity of the moment
with no effort
no purpose of its own
Impulses from Light
take on form
made real, Nourished by the Earth
shining forth in Beauty and Splendor

in leading we are lost
in following
we find guidance

Saturday, February 08, 2003

CONSCIOUSNESS

I have awakened a sleeping tiger
a ravenous wolf
set free wild intractable forces
and it is I who is torn apart
Warring Principalities
A Cosmic Struggle
waged upon our bodies
within our souls
a battle
that some only come to know
in Death
but if consciousness dawns
in broad daylight
how are we to meet
this Sacrificial Banquet
Victory
comes only in retreat
not by struggle
or direct force
...descend the steps of darkness
step into the waters of the deep
sleep with Lady Death

Friday, February 07, 2003

PURE OF HEART

where wuld we be
without
Purity of Heart
and
what are stars
but reflections
of love
bouncing
from distant points
around the earth
back
to hearts in need
lonliness is be-fitting
appropriate
to the deeds i've done
coming to terms
with a life
poorly lived
time to reflect
put into perspective
refresh the Primal Mix
reclaim qualities
lying dormant
discard false identities
imposed or assumed
out of each ending
...a new beginning

Monday, February 03, 2003

COLUMBIA

Into fate she flew
proud and undaunted
with quiet integrity
like a child
seeking her mother
Columbia
approached the earth
with divine adjusment
her path was altered
and
as the wind
blows thru the trees...
a sigh
she emerged
on the other side
breaking thru
arriving on schedule
to a New Heaven
a New Earth
wholly transformed
by a Higher Reality
while
we left behind
but
picked up the pieces

Saturday, February 01, 2003

HELL

of all the pain and sorrow
in the world
at any given moment
is there a consciousness
that perceives this collective sorrow?

What consciousness could bear
the weight of such sorrow?

a collective consciousness
of pain, sorrow, suffering...
is this HELL?

Thursday, January 30, 2003

desperation

this lonliness
hurts
frightens
I feel cornered
driven
to fetal withdrawal
desperately clinging
to
a lost child

Wednesday, January 29, 2003

SURROUNDED

if I weren't hurting
if I weren't in pain
if I were with the one I loved
would I appreciate
the love i've lost
would I pay homage to
love gone by
would I realize
how surrounded by love
I once was
So
where in love
Am i now?
ROSES

Am I bleeding?
I smell roses...
so beautiful
this blood spurtting from my wounds
quenching the ground of its thirst
puddling at my feet
Roses...
I smell roses

Monday, January 27, 2003

SURRENDER

Faint
are the whispers
of sweet surrender
barely audible
passing thru the lips
of vulnerability
Wholly revealed
transparent
freed from paranoid concealment
having nothing left to hide

Sunday, January 26, 2003

HEARTS with WINGS

Fly with me
Fly
on the wings of aspirations
Fly
Not to a heaven above
but
down under
we must descend
visit the Lady
below
her voice
silently murmurs
A sound unheard
but felt
reverbrates in Hearts
attuned.

Hearts with Wings,
Fly!
DREAMIN with RACHAEL

We drive till dark, pull over
your head on my shoulder
the hum of traffic going by
lights flashing, sweeping us away
we drift silently, enter the dream-world
traversing regions unknown
together, hand-in-hand, dreamers
running, tripping in a down-under land
waking on sun's piercing rays
to a reality fabricated from
images lying dormant in time
DREAMWEAVER

My Soul
leads me into agony.
She cause me to walk paths
whose ends,
I will never know.
She taunts me with delights
of a woman
I will never embrace.
Far-away Princess,
companion
in my nightly visions,
can we not
push the boundaries,
elude
fixed perceptions
and weave a new fabric,
you and I?
A New Heaven...
A New Earth

Dream with me
but for awhile,
if we should meet
before we wake,
our Souls, outwitting,
Fate.

Friday, January 24, 2003

FRACTURED REFLECTIONS
Imprisoned
by my own delusions.
I wonder the halls
of past memories,
embedded
in my flesh.
Haunted by dents in my psyche,
like ghosts in a burlap bag
strugglin to merge,
emerge...
Fractured Reflections.

This fear of intimacy,
this self-loathing
that I feel,
I know that it is of my own creation.
My own self-imposed sickness
for which I slave.
I lick my own wounds
to gain sustenance,
but to allow another
to touch
is to dissolve the boundaries,
transcend limitations,
escape
my own self-imprisonment.

Fractured Reflections...
open to your touch,
this pain is love.

Wednesday, January 22, 2003

HOMELESS

...a wanderin, aimless fool
Homeless,
In the Land of Plenty.
My heart is full...
my pockets empty.
In god I trust,
but, a bed,
he never promised.
The stars above
pine straw below,
soon,
my new home.
A wanderin, aimless fool.
DREAMER

Among thoz hills
in distant horizons
furtive vallyes lie.

On the wings
of a dream
nightly apparitions come,
bringing comfort
to the pale, grey light of day.

My inner companion
roams
landscapes beyond
searchin,
searchin for a dreamer.
... a dreamer.
SISTER

Jst a thot
a dream
in my soul,
Flashing briefly.
She summons,
she calls
but only a fool
answers an apparition
as if,
she were real.
My sister, my anima
and rightfully so,
a dream, a vision
caretaker
of my Soul.

Sunday, January 19, 2003

FATIN...FATIN

the name echoes in my mind
reverbrates in my soul
awakens a time capsule
destined for this moment.
This sacred moment,
light years in coming
Enshrouded in stardust,
Streaking across the northern sky.
A moment destined to be,
sanctioned long before time,
just now
coming to pass.
We awaken
as dreamers,
marveling
at what always has been.
My Sister,
Sweet Fatin.

Saturday, January 18, 2003

FATIN

Something deeply mysterious
happening here.
A re-awakening of the life-force,
buried deep within.
Her sighs call forth
Ancient passions,
A world, a time
gone by.
She dances before my eyes,
Fatin.
Princess of the Dark
summons,
calls;
her charms,
irresistible.
She swallows me,
plunging her mystical depths
reality wavers,
dark, moist,
warmed by the Primal Fires.
A swiveling, swirling embrace,
rhytmic dancing,
thrusting forward,
circling around.
Minds spinning,
dissolving
we transcend boundaries.
Union,
re-union...
In the beginning.

Wednesday, January 15, 2003

BETRAYAL

Frozen depths,
psychotic.
Glacial and cold,
dread and terror.
Beyond the warmth
of the human heart,
untouchable.
The Kiss of Death.
Cain and Able.
Betrayal
lives here.
Unashamed.

Father and Son,
no longer one.
Jesus on the cross,
betrayed by god.
There is no
trusting the father, or,
going back to the Garden.

We long for the
Primeval.
The Garden before,
Eve'l.
But human love
is born of betrayal.
Man is born of Eve.
Cain and Able
a begininng,
not a departure.

Betrayal is a gate
to forgiveness, to love.
Betrayal leads to union, oneness.
Love and Fate reconciled.
A thin line
between love and pain.

The worst betrayal
is self-betrayal.
Refusal to carry out
one's own suffering.
Trying to build a protective wall,
cutting oneself off,
swearin, "Never again"!
Embrace betrayal,
love thru your pain

Lucifer's Light.
HAUNTED

I know why
the lone wolf howls,
his pain, his loneliness'.
I hunger,
but don't hunt.
My instincts dull.
I know what
the lone wolf feels.
his cry is my song.
Memories etched in flesh.
My body shakes,
quivers.
Haunted.
images strugglin within.
A fight
that I cannot win.
I know why
the lone wolf
howls.

Tuesday, January 14, 2003

APHRODITE

...she startles me
with her ever changing Beauty.
A Lady beyond,
the Woman within.
Child-like, her Innocence deceives.

She inhabits the ninth circle
of the underworld,
tempering fires of passion,
stilling them
in her frozen depths.

Her glitter reflects Perfection,
her crystallized, sharp-edged truths, absolute.
wounded, tho, she is,
her polygamious spirit misunderstood.


A sacred tear bleeds,
falls from a dreamer's eye.
the glacial-cold heart of the Ice-Maiden,
melts.
One tear creates a river.
The Ancient Riverbed flows...
Aphrodite animates the world
with her Beauty,
the visible form of Soul, itself.
APRIL

Rare is an April day,
her beauty budding
bursting forth,
Innocence reborn.
April's abundance
nourishes,
the famine past.
In her charge,
God trusts fertility,
thru her redemption,
Earth awakens!
For April has weathered
winter's darkened embrace.
She blosoms, blooms
with child-like grace.
Her roots reachin deep
within Earth's molten core,
drawing up its dormant embers,
Kissing,
the Sky, the Sun!

Sunday, January 12, 2003


WHITE BUFFALO WOMAN

Sweet Essence of Life!
I kneel at your feet,
the union between heaven and earth.
My Lady sanctifies
the ground
with each step she takes.
Her path, a holy one,
imparting, Grace, Wisdom, Love.
The Spirit of White Buffalo
Woman, divine!
She dwells among us,
her heart
whispers on the wind.
A warrior in her service,
She breathes life into my soul.
Mouth to mouth
with White Buffalo
Woman, divine!

Saturday, January 11, 2003

ALARM CLOCK

I vow never
to be "alarmed" again,
rudely aroused
out of Innocence.
Nay,, but to bring back
that boon
from the underworld,
that talisman of the deep,
to the waking world.
MY LADY

My Lady,
white with winter purity,
fiery
as solar tongues.
Her heart and soul
in thoz sacred Black Hills.
My Lady
rides
the stone-cut image
hard and wild,
her feet diggin
into his sides,
toes clawin for grip,
She envelopes
the strange one,
draws him into
her warm, wet womb.
submersing his granite dust
with her nectar of passion
the rock dripping
with the sweet essence of life.
My Lady gives birth,
rebirth;
fleshing out the graven image
completing the cycle of the Wheel.
Out of solid rock ride
My Lady and Crazy
Wild and Free!

Tuesday, January 07, 2003

WINTERWILDFLOWER

in the dead of winter
a wildflower
grows.
Her roots reachin down
to earth's fiery core.
She radiates warmth,
love.
a single flower
transforms a bleak, frozen tundra
into a Spring-like bouquet of joy.
a single flower
blushes
and the world is reborn
errupting with vibrant, fragrant life.
A single flower,
a Goddess in disquise.
She draws to her
all thoz hapless passers-by
and nourishes them
with the nectar
of her secret communion...
her ties to the Eternal Flame.
...a single winterwildflower!

Sunday, January 05, 2003

A LIFE BEYOND

A life beyond
the common place;
beyond what we are conditioned
to desire and accept.

a life beyond...
in the shadow
of a mountian peak,
a one room cabin
amidst the wild.
The glory of mornin sun,
the crisp scent of autumn.
Wildfire burnin,
my heart ablaze,
breathes new life,
Timeless Life,
tastes each new day.
...beyond the common place.