XXI: Universe

Blinking we enter the light of the sun,
Forged by the night and the ways that we’ve been,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

Deep in our bones are the truths that we’ve won,
Starlit and knife-edged and inkdrenched and keen,
Blinking we enter the light of the sun.

All hiding discarded, unbinding is done,
each chain we still carry uncovered and seen,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

Through some gates we struggled, through other’s we’ve run,
regardless we’ve ended betwixt and between,
Blinking we enter the light of the sun.

Life’s curses are real though we are all One,
Paradoxical magic; the gift of night’s Queen.
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

We leapt and we landed, with wings or with none,
We take up our journey to keep our hearts clean;
Blinking we enter the light of the sun,
Possessed by our selves our work has begun.

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand

XV: Devil

Ah, shit.
I knew you’d find me.

Sooner or later, the devil comes to call.
With his bright eyes and dancing feet,
with his laughing, sharp, teeth.
With his invitation
to see
just how heavy those chains you chose
really are.
Just how easy it would be to pick the lock.
And which bars on the cage
are you,
and cannot be easily left behind,
but probably should be.
(The answer is: most.)

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand

XIII: Death

Each box in my home overflows
with stories.
Each book; a history.
Each piece of cloth; memories.

But more, more than what has been,
each belonging
holds the possibilities
of longing.
And to let it go is heartbreak.

My home is built of longings,
wishes, dreams.
My life is built of the future;
what could become.
So whatever could be scarier
than letting go?

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand

VI: Lovers

Love is… a choice in every moment,
to dance together,
move together,
to not let the insurmountable
challenges of life
be the end of us,
(until it is).

Love is… a choice in every moment,
to let those gentle embers,
flames of passion,
stars of possibility,
light the way.
If not forever,
then for today.

~ Autumn Equinox 2017

from the collection Showing My Hand