Ravished in histories long summers

My muse
My moon
My luminary of heaven sent
My Summer's King
A thousand pieces of silver
A thousand of gold
I send you gems of lapis lazuli
You make the fallow field into a vineyard
Into orchards
Triremes Greek beneath your depths
Galleys Roman long have slept
Of Phoenicians you have known
My middle Sea of ancient world
Endlessly your waves crash
Rivers from the shores you touch
Cannot quench my longing
Bringing once again to light sunken wrecks thought lost to time
You are my King
The ways of heaven before thy feet grow golden
Do I wait to be born again to find you?
I arise at thy bidding and follow where you tread, destroyer and healer
There is no heart anymore but you
You are Ra in mid heaven
You are Kephra at midnight
You are my gnostic gem
In your arms we light up the dawn
Suppose I meditate on Aphrodite rising from the foam
Suppose I meditate on Bacchus and his crew
The elemental bull perhaps?
Visualise the old myths
Would any of this compare
I fear those days have passed
Silver baby hold me tight...

The elementals

You're my Babylon
I dreamt a dream
You wear a crown
Then your afternoon comes
Each day prayer time
Quiet
Silence my thoughts
My self approaches
My self it waits
To just be
I am the lighthouse
I am the sea

You are -----> HERE

View from the cave, this morn..

Lightening and quickening hearts

Because, like ancients, can't comprehend
That nature's neither a foe nor friend
Disasters happen we can't control
And so attribute some godly whim
While Earth maintains its indifferent spin
Infatuated by grace
And the beauty of presence
Consumed by ideals
Of majestic men
Curiosity spiked
Laughter is not of the matter
It's bellows of happiness
Thundering from my throat
Leaping out of my mouth
In uncontrollable bursts
Ribcage starting to ache
As the roaring keeps rolling in
My eyes begin to release salted happiness
Flowing down my cheeks
Walking alone
In the throes of pleasurous pain
I let laughter take me, its no laughing matter
Tis' way too true
Once again as peaceful tears silently roll
They are happy tears this time

Long Odds

How many million galaxies there are
Who knows? and each has countless stars in it
And each rolls through eternities afar
Beneath the threshold of the Infinite
How is it that with all that space to roam
I should have found this mote that spins and leaps
In what unutterable sunlight, foam
Of what unfathomable starry deeps
Who knows!? And how this thousand million souls
And half a thousand million souls of earth
That swarm, all bound for unimagined goals
All pioneers of death enrolled at birth
How were they swept away before my sight
That I might stand upon the single prick
Of infinite space and time as finite
Who knows? Yet here I stand, climacteric
Having found you. Was it by fall of chance?
Then what a stake against what odds I have won!
Was it determined in God’s ordinance?
Then wondrous love and pity for His son!
Or was it part of an eternal law?
Then how ineffably beneficent!
Each thought excites an ecstasy of awe,
A rapture rending the mind’s firmament
Infinity - yet you and I have met
Eternity - yet hand in hand we run
All odds that I should lose you or forget
But, soul and spirit and body, we are one
Is this the child of Chance, or Law, or Will?
Is None or All or One to thank for this?
It will not matter if thanksgiving fill
The endless empyrean with a kiss.

Immortalism, earth and stars

All moments, past, present, and future, always have existed, always will exist. It is just an illusion we have here on earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moment is gone it is gone forever.

People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so out of control that you have to transform your life…

Charted seas on your skin

How many have we been my love?
Amphitrite and Poseidon
Pygmalion and Galatea
Tethys and Oceanus
Alpheus and Arethusa
Apollo and Daphne
Ariadne and Dionysos
Ceyx and Alcyone
Cupid and Psyche
Narcissus and Echo
Orpheus and Eurydice
Philemon and Baucis
Pyramus and Thisbe
Baucis and Philemon
Selene and Endymion
Perseus and Andromeda
The sea-green
The wave-swift
The redeeming mistress
The courageous mare
We sat encircled in sky and sea
Kicking our feet over a limitless ocean
The water went on and on
Deep blue, cupping and holding up a group of islands
Farther on, in a blue haze
The sea met the sky
Completing at the world's edge the blue globe around us
The sea completed and ruled us
Filled to brimming
You see things you never dream
You thought they were only in your mind
Then we met again
We were meant to meet
The gods were watching us this day
Guiding us
Fate stepped in and shoved us back together
O companion of old
Came to us bearing light in the hands
And now will guide you through the dark places
This world ain't strong enough
To keep us from each other
For we are kindred spirits
Born to become earthly lovers
We both feel it
I know it hurts
I feel our pain too
I am strong enough to continue this plight
You are me and I feel everything you feel
We are what we've been searching for
We found it baby
Shame will not win
Will not win
The course of true love never did run smooth
I am not ashamed to love you
Twinkled eyes like a King
Charted seas on your skin
Like a star
My darling man
I will never leave your side
I will take your hand and take it all on with you
Just be gentle with my heart
You own my soul
You are my twin, my reflection
I will not leave you
I will not allow you to fail
I will not let everything fall apart on you
Never doubt us my Lord
O' Oberon and Titania
O' Hermia and Lysander
O' Helena and Demetrius
Would life ever be the same now for either of us alone?
Our love
Is an old love baby
Its older now than all our years
We're written in the stars
And now here we are


We were chained by the rain to the pain of our love
We kissed and cried
Held 'neath the bars of the tangling stars
We were pinned by the might of the warrior night
And we kissed and cried
And we were alright

View from the stair..

This happy.

A place...

Silence is not always golden! Not anymore.

I had an epiphany this evening.
I found my voice and I'm gonna use it.
Always the one to make peace.

Always the one to break bread.

Always the one to carry the pain and the woe.

Let it slide.

I may be the rock.

But I ain't no island.
Not at the expense of ones own soul.
Not carrying the load alone anymore.
Never being bullied into silence again.

Never allowing myself to be made a victim. 

Not anymore.

Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.

I'm about to start the frickin' defining.
And ain't it about time?

Nameless Wildness

According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two seperate parts, condeming them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.

I wanna rock your gypsy soul..

If I were a month, I’d be February

If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday

If I were a time of day, I’d be dusk

If I were a planet, I’d be jupiter

If I were a sea animal, I’d be a seahorse

If I were a direction, I’d be north

If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a hammock

If I were a historical figure, I’d be Athena

If I were a liquid, I’d be some honey

If I were a gemstone, I’d be persian turquoise

If I were a tree, I’d be a eucalyptus

If I were a tool, I’d be a loom

If I were a flower, I’d be an orchid

If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a santa ana

If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a sitar

If I were a color, I’d be deep sea green

If I were an emotion, I’d be yearning

If I were a fruit, I’d be a fig

If I were a sound, I’d be the wind in the trees

If I were an element, I’d be Poseidon's raging sea

If I were a car, I’d be a Citroen DS

If I were a banquet, I’d be fallen apples and wild rice

If I were a place, I’d be the shore

If I were a material, I’d be blue velvet

If I were a taste, I’d be salty

If I were a scent, I’d be cucumber and gardenia

If I were an object, I’d be driftwood

If I were a body part, I’d be the lips

If I were a facial expression, I’d be contemplative

If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be woven sandals

If I were a song, I’d be into the mystic - van morrison

As above... so below

Some love by halves, and think it is enough
Some bite, lick, and nibble and think it a feast
But you and I, my dearest darling
We bathe in flames when there is a chill
We swallow the seas at a hint of thirst
And when we love, we love until it hurts
But today, lay back
So I may bind you in flesh
As you have bound me in spirit
I am slave
Words are of no use to love
I worship your form
A claw raked tenderly across your peaks
Valleys will fire your flesh
The tears of Aphrodite will liven the rosebud
And when you have tip-toed along the tightrope of ecstasy
And lay shivering and warm in my arms

I beg of you, give me your fever
So we may burn brightly together
Throughout this night and forever
Macrocosmos to microcosmos

My Dad

My Dad is my hero
And he will always be this strong in my eyes
He may be ill

Today he is losing his hair

He may sleep most days

As I sit next to him and watch over him now

He is my Dad and he is always this strong in my eyes

Sometimes I miss you...

Homeward bound..

Ὠγυγία

Round about the cave grew a luxuriant wood, 

alder and poplar and sweet-smelling cypress, 

wherein birds long of wing were wont to nest, 

owls and falcons and sea-crows with chattering tongues, 

who ply their business on the sea. 

And right there about the hollow cave ran trailing a garden vine, 

in pride of its prime, richly laden with clusters. 

And fountains four in a row were flowing with bright water hard by one another, 

turned one this way, 

one that.

The Poet wished upon a star

And dazzling bright is what you are... this mornings glow

Hallways of the Always

Σ'αγαπώ

My journeys take me far

I bring back pieces

That stay with me forever

For the Squid while Mum's away

Odysseus built a boat

Donald Newman
Odysseus built a boat, 2008
Watercolor on paper; H. 16, W. 12 in. (40.6 x 30.5 cm)

And round about soft meadows of violets and parsley were blooming...