Friday, July 1, 2011
Tonight just at dusk I went exploring,
and I found many things outside my door in
the scented ,heavy air of twilight..
always the perfect time to seek
the wonderful and strange
the secret and golden things...
that only children and cats know about.
Tonight I found the glimmer webs of the sunset spiders,
like golden nets they glimmered in
a nook above my door,
and down in the summer woods,
and floating in the air.too...
as if daring me to fly.
The sunset spiders knew that I was there,
they stopped their glinting work and watched me
as I sipped my tepid tea and stared at them...
They decided I was ok ,
and once again resumed their lightening spinning,
touching gold and creating beauty
in the night.
Like little stars they wove their magic in the old forgotton corners
of my house and in the green and perfumed trees
they left their treasure.
guarded forever by the winds
the rainbow winds,
that blow from fairyland.
The sunset spiders look like fireflys,
I was mesmerized and could not move...
as they spun their secret webs
in the evening air...
the stars came out and bathed the sky in mist
the glimmer webs were waiting to catch the stardust.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Lost like the moon in a dark sky,
...Where orange lights twinkle afar.
Lost like a babe in the deep wood,
Driving alone in her car.
Luna,no-one can reach you...
You have shut out the uncaring world.
Lost child gone in the morning,
Sweet darling ,moonlit bright girl.
Luna where are you going?
Your eyes are wild like the sea.
Fingernail polish like stardust,
I wish you were coming to me.
But I know your journey is waiting,
You're as far away as a star.
Your face is whiter than snowflakes,
Melancholy, my darling you are.
I will wait here at the gateway,
Until I see you again.
Take my love with you my darling,
Look,my tears are like rain....
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Don't be late from the ball Cinderella,
maybe you shouldn't dance the last dance,
even if the goth prince insists.
he will love your encrusted silver gown,
and your glass slippers,
he will try and seduce you...
and you will be seduced,
darkness is a part of you.
the lights of a thousand candles
will lure you,
as will the mimosa
in the castle gardens,
with it's secret scent..
also you will be mesmerized
by the green-eyed god of desire...
but it will be his words
that will charm you,
as he can charm
those words he will whisper...
again and again,
he will be intense,
and you will listen,
and the violins will cry,
and the dark dancers will dance.
Your heart will want to stay
and seek ecstasy
in the onyx chamber...
run away before midnight
or you will never leave.
Someone else ..she was someone else,
from another era
another frame of reality.
She dressed in glittering gowns
of a hundred years ago,
stiff grey taffeta,
and watered silk.
A castle was her home
in her mind.
She walked in the melancholy gardens
beneath the dripping trees
and thinking of nothing.
She was someone else
on summer nights,
and winter nights,too...
She wore jewels left to her
from her grandmother
whom she had adored
and losing her
had torn her mind
old gold rings
she had inherited
faint shimmering stones
in her ears...
but everyone said
the mad light in her eyes
was jewel-like too,
and far brighter than the moon
Saturday, February 19, 2011
She started turning to ice when she was little,
she didn't realize it then,
what was happening,
she was too little and too eager to be happy.
But the first time someone hurt her,
with a childish cruelty,
froze a little...
just tingled a tiny bit,
she hardly noticed it..
just went on playing in her child's world....
As she grew and many more hurts came her way
especially teenage angst and with that pain,
her hair turned white,
and they called her chill girl,
it was cool in a way,
In her adult years the hurts were worse,
she thought she was dealing,
thought she was ok....
but by now her face and body were glassy,
cold and chilled,
all that was alive,
were her eyes and they were green
She often lay still for hours,on ...the sofa, on dim August evenings,
as dusk made its gentle path over the floor
and dreamt of pink worlds far away from here.
She spent hours at it when her eyes grew tired
and her book dropped softly.
Outside the little evening birds made music straight from heaven,
or those worlds she daydreamed about.
down the yellow hall of her house ,
there was a mirror
and on these evenings she saw,
or imagined she saw,
they called her away,
away to pink worlds,
and she reached out her hands
to the shadows.
The shadows were so vibrant
like summer suns
they called her name ,
sometimes a litttle wildly,
and then softly,
the charm of the birdsong
somehow held her back.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
and falling snow,and nights that glow
as people run.
Run to joy ,a girl ,a boy,
And time is slow.
Days are strange and blue and cold,
Morning shines with frost so bold.
Midnight sings outloud and clear,
Its carols oh so old.
The stars up in an inky sky are wise
So wise...so much more than I.
The forest nights ,December bright,
Are lit by colored spheres,
Faries,elves and sprites of air
Have made their frost homes there.
December crackles and it sings
The lights or joy are lit,
The bells ring out in city streets,
Take joy where you find it.
Sometimes I ask myself,
Do I really have to go,
And the answer comes back saying yes,
Yes you have to go ,
I stop in the heat ,the yellow heat,
Although it's cooler now,
I take a drink,
And a small rest.
Above me the sky is all gone purple,
And the stars come out in thousands,
On the long road to the edge of Mexico.
I can hear voices calling me,
From the far lanes of the past,
Come home,come home,
No longer should you roam,
Come home to Mexico.
And I am going there,
It is a long,long way,
A long road to the edge of Mexico.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
where the dragons fly,
is another sky.
where the spider spins,
in the misty glens,
thats a fairyland not meant for me,
not meant for you.
where the robin sleeps.
and the green snail creeps.
it's another land,
it's a magic place
where there's ivy lace,
in a secret wood.
if i only could...
i would go away,
with the birds
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
I saw a green girl..tree sprite
in a single ray of ligh...t,
I blinked and she was calling,
in the dim and leaving night....
I'm only here for you she said,
I came to fill your heart..
You needed me ..you dreamt of me..
I'm sent from souls afar....
Fairy Green ..
my true friend...
a star from galaxies
so far from here it scares me
sent from bluer seas.
I keep her in my daytime,
I call her back at night,
I see her lime green shadow,
When all is blackest bright.
Fairy Green I wanted,
An alien kind of friend,
Someone who can tell me..
About the waters' end...
I will be so different
because you came to me..
I'm an alien earthling...
Because I now can see..
Light from cosmic oceans..
Music from the moon..
Wisdom from beyond the stars..
You are my claire de lune....