Monday, May 30, 2005


cottage angel watching over me Posted by Hello

For Only God TO Understand

....What are you doing walking around in my today? Bumping into chairs and tables in my well ordered now, colliding into the mistakes, the needs , the relationships with their still unlearned lessons, the passions and fears of my yesterday, pulsing wildly with your fingers reaching?
Why are you salt and peppering my feast with nuance and complexity, mystery and madness I'm not sure I'm up to anymore. Such forays down the path of enchantment following some charming Piper's call takes energy I'm not sure I have. Why are you ruffling the waters of my life, calmer more settled than ever before.
But then its not you is it? You are simply my partner for this peculiar dance. You have no idea why you hold me under the light of Grace on life's stage and twirl me round and round under a moonless sky. Flesh intwines itself in flesh where wounds in need cry out thru the hunger in our skin.
I am a temptress, a seductress, a sensual sylphlike creature calling you into my forest to play. You really shouldn't follow me because I'll slip away.....my only defense against your asking too much of me, extracting my essence from my soul, is to run, to flee your fingers reaching. I will slip thru them like air, my long perfected Houdini escape, before you can suffocate me with your need. I cannot be held and I cannot be tamed. Be forewarned, I will leave you limping and lame....why have I drawn you into my flame. Why have I invited you to the banquet table. Why have I asked you to kneel with me at the alter in my heart and pray? Why have I allowed you to reveal to me your hunger and why have I lain my vulnerable being in your massive hand...
why are we two souls twirling on this stage for only God to understand?

Friday, May 20, 2005

Once
nothing between us but moonglow and heartbeats
filtering thru the darkened kitchen
washing the linoleum with beams of stillness and shadow;
swimming, spinning i lost my footing on reality.
suspended in time he held me tighter than arms
and the thin cotton stretched taut across my chest
where desire and need with their ebb and flow
volcanic in intensity, seeped thru my rising nipples...
Flaming flamingos flaunting!
Pulling my finger from the dyke for just a brief second
just a tiny release of pent up aching...
offering him only my left breast, that sat upon my heart and sang.
He ran in fear,
climbing under the sheets, hiding in the covers of his wife's snores.
the next morning he awoke and called the fire department
saying his house was on fire
and pointing an accusing finger of blame at me...
I was the keeper of the torching flame...
this was insane,
and I hung my head in shame.
He wishes now he had touched me;
that small, soft breast, just a tiny handful of the forbidden.
Still he has unanswered needs, and hidden fears
and a new wife to hide behind if he should need to run and confess.
He thinks if i or another child in a woman's body
don't give him that long ago offering
he'll die imagining...innocense wrapped in a halo of sin;
an old man wondering about the thrill of forbidden secret love,
that only adolescents fully understand...
an old man wondering why the young man ran
from the touch of a small pink mound of love
in a kitchen washed in moonglow long ago.
but if i did as he ask...
he just might have an overwhelming need to call the police in the morning
and say i was a thief in the night
who stole his innocense.


spring promise Posted by Hello

Thursday, May 19, 2005


poppies in spring Posted by Hello

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Morality & Values

Society does not determine morality...motive does.
Society governs the way we preceive morality,
It builds a structure defining the boundries of moral behavior;
It builds it with stones of politics and bricks of religion,
It constructs its edifices of ideas and reins it's people in.
But societies differ greatly,
Religions embrace all extremes
From the most cloistered to the most open and free.
Politicians sway like circus acrobats
Between the left and right.
Sexual morality, like any other moral issue
Is ultimately determined by motive,
Not something imposed by the outside,
Outsides come in all kinds of values...
It has to be something inside thats unchanged by custom
And universal in its truth...
Morality is how we treat one another
Morality is both
Innocense and wisdom embedded in the human heart.