Loyal Leo will lick your wounds,
refresh with nature’s joy:
All our world awhirl in pain;
love and luck we’ll soon regain
playing in the sunshine.
out standing star sublime.
Ability to elevate each day.
A lilting aria of blessing.
Radiate your precious energy
to burn pure and true.
Brilliant spirit blazing through,
benefic empress of golden hue,
that’s how my heart sees you.
Sitting here, in the cluttered fan-cooled kitchen
while a storm-brewing wind rustles
through the garden below.
The supermarket wine tastes tart and sticky.
The wine tells me stories, you know.
It’s the redness and the way the light reflects
against the glass, along with the drug.
Hearing voices in the silent darkness,
I listen without question.
As the night slowly falls,
I envision fantasies of former lives:
Glistening ball gowns and a smiling orange moon
in a starlit sky appear in my mind’s eye
jugglers and dancers.
A fortune-telling maiden in glorious rags
places cards upon a table:
“The red one is Death; the white one is Honour;
the green one is Fortune; the blue one is Love.”
She lives in a log cabin with a unicorn and goat
who feed and clothe her and keep her safe.
There are many things I need to know
and few to tell me.
So I listen to the wine’s stories.
I wish it were my garden, below.
I would go out barefoot and gather ripe vegetables
under the moon,
breathing deeply of the cool night air.
Walk to the Sun
When I was a child, it was an old shaman
in our village who told the story.
“We used to walk to the Sun.
We would bring back gifts for the earth.
Everyone was happy.
Today, no one walks to the Sun. No one tends the earth.
No one is happy.”
Lately, I understand that
it was not the actual Sun in the sky
of which s/he spoke. It was that shining
place in our heart that lets us know how to do what is right.
I’m taking a walk to the Sun; want to come along?
* * * * * * *
Then she smiled a million miles
Sunshine bright for days.
brilliant sunshine warming
Early pinks ascend from eerie violets.
Sun’s lifting eye twinkles like a happy kitten,
tummy exposed for adoration.
Valiant mauve trumpeter of Sun,
rising songs from sleepy forest balconies,
Souls dance in the sunlight
to song of far away stars.
Floating in the sunlight
ready to break free
exactly who we are
protecting primeval fire and
seed of the Sun
bearing a glorious array of
upon which we feast
sharing secret bliss
taste of Sun-kissed cloud and honey
I hold your recalled visage dear,
smiling like a sunshine ray.
Sometimes the world is very clear.
Sun betrothed to Earth
Millennia revolve, fade, reassert
She stokes the fire to remember warmth when the Sun was high and strong, and present.
Fire has its own secrets, its own order. As do we all,
each our own furnace, nurturing a flame that is destiny.
The well of sorrow metamorphoses into a peaceful pond
in which graceful gliding silvery creatures glint in the sunlight.
song singing hallelujahs,
place of play, haunted
by pretty memories
tinged gold in sunshine
walking long mornings into sunrise
burns off fog.
Glistening sky and the luxury
Ready, take aim, begin.
Hear adventure recall tribes to revelry,
chase lead of Sun’s bright, warm exchange.
Ignite past’s battles, burn discord as energy.
Surge ahead. Explore new forays toward
The hope for bounteous Sun that bathes all
cares with caring. Lengthening from center
outward, new growth bespeaks awareness.
learning to love
together in the
Embracing in fields of daffodils.
Happy to be
Reach out to join our hands,
sharing warmth of your reflected love,
Daughter in Summer’s sun
smiling warmly, playing at innocence
with charms long practiced.
She grows fine long tendrils
sparkling in the sunshine
and dainty pearly flowers
for bees to hum over
and the long daylight and beaming stars
share the fun of a summer day.
Drifting out on a sunshine day.
Leaping hearts/meandering artists
keep faith to a wayward tune.
Sunbeams sing along brilliant waterfalls.
Sparkling rivers feed turbulent melody.
Those who have found the key
My firefly heart beats into a thousand rays
striking out into the stratosphere playing
with the sunlight, prism bright rainbows
beating, flickering, cold and hot and
How can I make you see?
Blind old seer, wizard, holy prophet
stumbling over rocky hillocks
toward the sun
Sunrays are playing
Warming the walkways
Flashing out rainbows
in random puddles and streams.
A blazing blue and yellow sun-rayed sky overhead,
and sparkling sea shells beneath your feet.
And the sea breeze and lapping waves make the only
sounds (noisy traffic, heated pavement, not
even a memory).
wild in the sun, in the shadow, against the highway
moving I to I in the twilight,
anticipate memories to come
Brilliant skies awaken.
Assert dominance, define upcoming
plans. Feel their confidence as
seedlings burst to touch sunlight.
Ah to be a Summer gift.
Borne on Sun’s warm rays, a’smile,
a welcome lift for all our hearts’ desire.
Festivities, sparkling lights and
bless time of joyful celebration,
rise in salutation to this Summer star
Children ought to bloom
great grasping reaching to
the Sun, the stars.
Reinstate the quiet sunrise
smell of pine and wild roses,
of limitless sky entertaining majestic formations of earth,
unbridled passion encompassing silent reflection,
all orchestrated in bold tones, exquisite complexity
and simple truth.
In this small space starlight smiles, sun rays slowly kiss
strength and warmth.
Summer melt of sun and mud;
heat mellows, liquifies icy
tensions. Beat down, swallowed in
sweat, too hot for questions
to make sense.
take a leisurely walk along an
old stone bridge charmingly decorated with ivy and flowering vines
above a swiftly bubbling river onto which the Sun is shining golden notes of magical music
sit and watch, letting the river bring laughter to your smile
if someone should happen by and join the fun, enjoy
if someone should happen by and call you names that are not truly your own, laugh them out of your hearing
if someone should happen by singing your true song, sing along
Welcome arising in our hearts,
anointing our many-colored soul.
Take in the day.
Rejoice in the sunshine.
I walk softly in the morning.
Drink awakening dew, sunbeam blessed.
I take what has always been mine,
Stars, sunrays, miracles ablaze.
Loved and protected by gods, smitten with ecstasy.
Fortune favors elegance, grace of presence,
true nobility beyond codes of legend.
receptive to pleasure;
balming luscious nectars,
warm melt of sunshine,
elation, charismatic exultation —
bathed in sunshine ease
All woozy from sunshine.
Tingle of sea breeze, that ocean scent of the wild.
As the sun recedes, cooling, refreshing, yet still a lazy summer eve.
If the sky could, it would dream of stars nova bright raining through galactic clouds.
as Sunlight descends.
Tomorrow, the Sun will rise.
The Earth will revolve.
Life will adjust, compromise.
flow with the forces
in touch with combust eternity,
child of the Sun
blossoms to a
sending out, sending out, sending out