Dream Time Poetry

I do not want to be
a woman who believes
there’s a reason for the tears
that fall continually.
I do not want to be
a woman so in need
that life a chore untenable
and love a means to grieve.
I do not want to be
a woman with a memory
that overtakes my comfort zone
and leads me into feel.
And I do not, do [...]

Between the layers of events and happenings
lies a little symbol of what life is all about
but designed to not be visible it simply isn’t there
to the eyes of a searcher and the maybe you/me.
Next to that the pendant of love’s amazing grace
shines and glitters brilliantly like a polished diamond
but the maybe you/me look the other [...]

No snowflakes fall to overlay
the truth of who we are
and yet there is a shroud
thick, heavy, and so dense
that grants unto the beautiful
the semblance of a grave.
And when there are no snowflakes
no one thinks to clear away
mortal imperfections
and facilitate the rise
of the buried but not dead.
So the beautiful lies comatose
awaiting the awakened
to brave the elements
like [...]

How like life to twist the truth
into knots of little use
and glue and staple them in place
as an extra safety measure.
Come the fingers deft and sly
but up to now not yet tried
for years it takes to plot and plan
an attack on all the knots inside.
The fingers have been twiddling thumbs
in the safety of old comfort [...]

Nothing yet but not to say
the mail man’s gone away
but rather that the sender
went one day on a bender
and forgot to put in motion
the package of intention.
But the package of intention
large, heavy, in retention
sinks quickly to the bottom
of the cumbersome
and lies like a thing ignored
in a lifetime’s bottom drawer.
It cannot wiggle toes
or dance to [...]