A Half Birthday to Remember

And so the links that you have been told
Foretold this point where your path unfolds

Where ships of the past have sunk
Where purist thought has been thunk

Where daisies bloom with new honesty
Where your friends and family have shared my modesty

And so this is the newest clue
Which begins the path to me for you

Take your time
Wear something nice
By the time you are dressed from head to toe
Your next clue will present itself

But don't be too slow
You need to be at your next destination
Before 5pm
And keep a look out- it is small and may be hard to find
But don't be afraid to ask, the people are kind

Let the Journey begin and phone a friend option is available... should you need it

Last Two Steps of a Thousand Mile Journey

Honey, to get in touch with myself
I need to tear myself apart
Strip myself bear
So I stand naked with beauty

I need to rip away every layer
Pierce my eyes through to my very core
And when my gaze finally rests
I see you.

I want some many things;
Have so many dreams
But for fear alone
I envisioned their achievement on my own.

Yet; there are still mountains
I need to conquer
Fears I need to quench
With the sweat from my own brow.

You are forever in my sights
But my past I need to reconcile
There were paths laid
Before the one that lead me to you.

Sometimes I feel wrong wanting solitude
When I ache for you
I feel the need to tear away and draw close
The answers are clear but I not the eyes to see them.

There are questions I need answered
Posed long before the ultimate question presented itself
I love you till the breadth of every ocean;
But the oceans still exists.

I cannot love you fully
Until I know myself;
Know why I suffered anger, hunger and pain
Till your face quelled my anxiety.

It would be so simple to accept
The majesty of your love; and all you bring
But I never want to cast my mind back
And say
why?
Why was I left wanting?


There are simple truths;
You are my alpha; my omega,
My divine and pure guiding light
And before this life and others, to you I was betroved

But at one time I longed for another
And before that I hated the taste
Of my own skin.
These journeys need an ending

And now my feet feel an itch like no other
For months it has clawed at my soul
There are things that need to be finished
There is knowledge I need to know

And now all road lead to home,
To you; and the destiny beyond
There are ties that need to be tied
And ropes that need to be undone

You are a selfless man
And to my needs I know you understand
To bend; to weave; tie yourself in knots if I proceed
Bathed in the thickness of your love

My love you know is nothing-
Pale and sickly
Like a child that has never seen the sun.
But you will see the sun

I breach the end of a year in transition
And see the many lessons
Laid bare at my feet
And see the light of completion

The time between us is infinite and short
My love complete and self doubt fading
With these steps
I will cement my love

I want your children, your family
Your brights and your burdens
I am your complete
But there is so little at my feet

The past is almost faded
And myself no longer jaded
By love’s pure and guiding light
I see you; my god I see you

Know the leave I take
Is to bring me closer to you
So I might surrender my self completely
To your intoxicating wish

To the pitter patter of little feet
To burgeoning careers symbiotic and complete
To simple joys and dancing smiles
I will cry for you
But only because I have found you;
You found me
And I have waited for you all my lives
Please wait for me a few more days
And I will repay you more than you can say

"FUF" Poetry Slam 2010

The next poem is entitled "FUF" meaning fuck you flow. There has been some additions since the reading at the poetry slam at the state library this year in August, but here it is

This is for my girls
Stepping to and fro
Toe to toe
With the monthly flow

You know flow? that bitch
With every hip switch
She makes you itch
And on a monthly basis
Makes you lose you shit

So when you see her say "FUF"
you know- FUF?

Fuck you flow
You make me crazy...
Like a cow;

Like a cow, mad with disease
Down on bended knees
Praying to God "please-
Make me a bulldozer"

Like some skittish cow
Cowering in the corner of the milking shed
Feeling abuse; confused; mistreated; misled,
When hormones and despair inside me ripple;
To find...

I am crippled
By surperfluous nipples

Looking down at her udders in utter dismay
Screaming "God! Why did you make me this way?
What did I do to deserve this-
I mean, what am I mean to do with four tits?"
I look like I am the victim of nipple weights
Their purpose I am still yet to contemplate

"So God, instead of doing me me over
Why; oh why not make me a bulldozer?
Something of use? Something of purpose?
Some reason to be on this earth's surface?
Something poignant? Something real?
NOT SOME FAT KID'S HAPPY MEAL!

I'm Sorry...
I want to be the Hindu cow
You know-
The one that's totally at peace
With being a walking tray of meats

But I am not

I am not that cow

I am the crazy one;
The one you should never give a gun...

'Cause I'd rock up into McDonald's
With that gun thrust in the cashier's face
Saying "Pickle? [crazy, long laugh] Pickle?!?!
You want to know about a pickle!?!

I am a woman who thinks she is a cow
Who wants to be a bulldozer
Waiting all this time for old Mcdonald
To tell me to bend over
And you know what-
I am going to need more than fries with that"


So, Flow;
Fuck you Flow
Ugh;

Just five more days to go

23 April 2010

The mortal pleasures no longer move me,
Nor my hand to prose
For I can not lay with another
Thou in my heart I ache to be held
Fore it will be a waste
A moment sullied with impatience
In which I could not wait for my love

I am a woman
Bereft of love’s embrace
Longing; lingering
Till I shall taste love’s kiss upon my lips
And open my eyes anew
To see the world in vibrant colour
To dance in time with love’s beat drumming

No longer alone, no longer searching
I will take my leave of a melancholy existence
Where I sat in patience for love’s embrace
Chaste; unseeing to the eyes that lingered upon me
Fore it is not their gaze that I deserve
Nor their hand or flesh upon my own
The thought alone will tarnish my virtue

My desserts; just and simple; is love
In all its glory
Beauteous; unwavering; kind
To intoxicate, ensnare and bewitch my every sense

I am locked between two worlds
One I cannot return
And another I am not yet invited
Though my patience wears thin
I will suffer in silence obligingly

I know you intimately
And long with you to be reunited
Though, in this life, we have not met
I will not trifle with another
Until my gaze falls upon yours
Where, in your eyes, I see recognition
And before them picture of our future, our story unfolding
Perfect moments suspended in time
Before the space between us is closed
Before you utter the words
I have found you
And where I whisper
I am yours

Night Winds

The wind flows from the North
Bringing the sounds of the Tide
Bringing the sounds of my Love

Night crawls on in two cities
Well two towns that have grown
And hearts sounds across the distance

Footsteps near and far
Each stepping in time
To and out of tune

So long to be stepping
To find the footsteps that match
Once found to find they are apart once more

Brief separation with chance meetings
Again and again, one life into the next
Once more we gaze into each others eyes

So long between meetings
It takes so long to recognise
But I knew you all along

The Beating Heart

I am the heart that beats
Not hand; Nor foot
Or the physically
Of the pumping muscle in my chest

I am the culmination
Of all that I feel
Edging toward a constant state
Of Love; Bliss; Rapture; Contentment
Different names thou inately the same

I am the heart that beats
Choosing life in its entirety
Seeing beauty thou its face may be ugly
Understanding the purpose

I am the focused eye
That sees time for what it is
Far from a linear concept
But a home for our immortal souls
That are ageless and without time

Its journey measured
In moments, emotion, affairs of the heart
Bearing no hommage
To the tyranny of the clock
Or its seconds it tossed aside

Time is space
Merely a place where we are
Malleable to our desires
Or will to manifest

But in our haste to run
In the Human race
We cast our divining rods asunder
Embracing time as our captor

I am the heart that beats
Keeping time; no longer kept
Breathing Love, feeling truth
Unabashed as the nakedness of my soul
Beauty to behold
Treasure to see unfold
Like all creatures of form
Seeking unity, atonement, a home

Not so long to go

The roads we travel intermingle
Like reeds on the ocean floor
Swaying and flowing
Together and Alone

We are propelled by the same forces
Prone to change
Ebb and Flow
In the course of cosmic energy

But it is now that our eyes are open
And we observe the patterns of the waves
We see the currents; the rips; the gutters
And see the entirety of it all

We are not isolated beings
Transient and berieft of meaning
But conscious souls
Seeking the questions to the answers we already know

And those questions can be answered by another
Nor can answers posed be digested without inner will
I chose, I feel, I ponder
And no-one else can do that for me

The paths we take may vary
But the course we seek is the same
The inner journey; destination of the soul
Personal acceptance of the beauty we behold