Autumn Cycle

They emerge from hiding during the summer months, eyes shining with light the way ripe fruit teems with juice in the heat they frolic and cavort with a courage that borders upon madness but look oh look how high they leap Then they sense the waning evenings the longer nights decay tattooing it's sigil on … Continue reading Autumn Cycle

Walk With Me 

The wind through The trees Birds singing Such places serve as churches Watching the dog Snuffle see his world I am capable of fury My body aches from Focused labour Hands as weapons But also instruments Of divine exploration To caress the contours To open and penetrate All the world and it's pleasures Visible in … Continue reading Walk With Me 

Above Us, Only Sky.

Above the clouds, where the air is as pure as the sunlight, she floats with her arms by her sides, looking out at the sky around her. She can sense that her physical body waits on the earth beneath her, that this is a matter of perception, afforded her by virtue of an education at … Continue reading Above Us, Only Sky.

Barefoot, in white

(http://img11.deviantart.net/d58d/i/2008/276/e/0/lazy_summer_afternoon_by_the_fairywitch.jpg) I dream of summer afternoons, Under hanging branches On a blanket somewhere Electrified with nervous excitement My hands crossing into Intimate territories Animal host Given entry A cunning tongue As you glance Kisses flowing like breath Here I am rough With passion But skilful in the interplay Between want and need The substance Of … Continue reading Barefoot, in white