Tag Archives: Mr M

in my dreams (14 Nov 2010)

4 Dec

you met me last night
you’re a father now
and a husband
these new fields

you love the overgrown
lands outside the city
you’re a wonderer
and I wondered

I travelled the night
and found you
passing the tests of grace
I recognised you

sitting on the floor
with your wife and child
and a simple affection
  stole me

I touched your hand
and found your eyes kind
like the first time
how did you find me? you ask

I didn’t, I answer
night time gives us paths
and our dreams follow them
like they were our palms

what it means (12 Dec 2007)

26 Feb

there he is, dishevelled
wrapped in a longi
barely awake, but

glowing eyes
  that draw me in
a transparent emerald

  pond to dive in to
we are alone
we are both exhausted

and collapse into a cuddle
  that includes
  the crows, the dogs

  touching finger tips
  the bulldozer, and finally
if I had any doubts of synonyms

for night time in India
the over volumned static flow
  of prayers at four in the morning

AWAKE

dried eyed and sticky skin
we lie touching fingers
and ask what it means to be here

  in this room
if we come up with an answer tonight
we’re allowed to change our minds

  in the morning

come into being (9 Dec 2007)

26 Feb

and so my new chapter begins
here I come into being
with your esoteric energy

the surrendering made easy
more available
less tied to suffering

you have a way of looking
into my eyes
and I can accept all things

I can’t think of a better soul
to be journeying with
in this moment

valentine (14 Feb 2008)

4 Sep

I am learning to love
differently, from within
and without

from a space well
away in your light
and from a spell so close

our eyes blur into
speckled irises, lashes
like thorns, never ending white

and black pools reflecting
open windows and a spinning fan

little hope (10 Feb 2008)

4 Sep

in a palm leaf
in a hand of tarot
all lines on this palm

point another way
all predict something further
away than a breath of ours

so why is there a thread of hope
still and seeking
and falling

can a seed fall outside
destiny and fate?

just another drop (24 Dec 2007)

22 Aug

I wash into an
open heart, mine, to find
me relaxing beside the sea

playing on the swell, I am
the crest, unwavering
in the tide, I can

surrender to the rain
I can be just as I am
I can be just as I am, still

he tells me, sweet
open heart, sweet heart

it is not enough
to make love on this island
of the fullest kind

(of the kind where we no longer exist)

where romance and fantasy
butterfly kiss, and so we blink
or blur from tender gaze

holy triangle (02 Dec 2007)

20 Aug

last night’s full moon gave me
a spectacular
touch

in the same way you do

I felt soaked in radiant light
and beauty and cocooned
in peaceful rest

I felt that close to you

and today, all day, I am bouncing
round in excitement
about seeing you again

about snuffling my way back into your arms

and chest with a kind of hic-cupping purr
and sigh and giggle
and maybe a snort too for good measure

bounce bounce
I’m so thrilled
it is you

I am coming to see

I turned over a new leaf last night
I start here – at the end of my story –
because, I have to confess

I haven’t held this space all week

my disentangling myself
from a triangle
made me face up to my

… dunno…

wants and desires perhaps
not sure, but I flowed with
my sense and impressions

to see where they would lead

and without much censoring
on my part, I came and left
the arms of

that triangle. We talked

through all that was unresolved
between us, and this led
us back in – and then very quickly out –

of that romantic space. I dived, I died

I dropped every moral ‘should’
to find the truth behind
the push and rush of desire

and in there I touched something insubstantial, an empty want

that gap where my ‘what ifs’ and ‘if onlys’
dissolved, so entirely
that – come full moon –

my heart said totally and utterly

You! I hope this doesn’t dilute
or pollute your still water pure heart
your total completeness, I accept

you can only be as angry (hurt?) as you need to be with me

know that I want to hear it all
for we have not talked
like this, raw and reflective

to each other, it’s new

it’s weird having no
track-record in your eyes
you must think me flaky

this bouncing round in an emotional triangle

is not my fare
I love and adore being total
the shadow in my heart was confused

for whatever reason. When we were together, I find

it is easy to be present with you
– even with those loose ties still hanging
in my heart

but this time apart has given me the necessary window

to naturally, open and air
cobwebs and veils and red cords
and without forcing

tie them up, and know they are not mine

I feel uplifted, knowing that Love
flowed as it intended
it told me the story I needed

to hear, in a way, this is kind of what you were asking

of me. To know. I just feel
that inappropriate knot and glare
– my own static –

that I didn’t censor the ending

God! I hope we can still chase butterflies
and golden light together
I hope we can do much more as one

I really truly want to commit

to being total with you
with no expectation other than
letting my self and your self come into Being

I love you and…

I know I am imperfect
and yet I am compassionately reminded
today that Life is Perfect

I think starting from friendship is
a gentle place to start. I can smile knowing
the vast and infinite love that you and I contain

will spill over the edges of friendship, we can’t help ourselves

my heart is dancing in your sphere
whether you join me or not
I am there

peace to you, Beloved, will you dance with me?

in sunshine
in rainshine
in moonshine

in love
out of love

in Christ, in Buddha, in Shiva

in body, mind and spirit
in total and absolute darkness
in radiant disarming light?

Will you dance with me Beloved?

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