Poetry

Sacred Erotic & Ecstatic Intuitive Poetry

ACROSS THE WIND

You come across the wind, stolen in time erased against the rhythm of the world. You defy elements: fire is your home water is your refuge earth is your cave. I don't know which way you came here, across my skin here, within my...

LOVE IN YAKIMA (OR: LOVE IN THE DESERT)

This is not the kind of love borne from cedar-ocean-moss or the scent of rain kissing your cheek. This is not lost in soft tides ebbing-flowing emotional currents changed by the hour, traveling outside territories searching searching searching. No. This love...

Earth Story: When Earth Speaks

Your body is land-water-sky. You’re birthed from all three. We live within you. Salt bones Liquid light Wind pathways: We bring you home. Home to the light dance. Of water and sky and land. You are our salt. —says Earth— ©Rebeca...

Winter Solstice

Ancestor Ocean

The ocean is our ancestor. And our blood ancestors remind us that “The Great Birth of Creation” came from the waters: Waters carried from all sides of the earth. Water carried from joy, from heartbreak. Water bubbling with life—with väki, with awen. Go to the waters....

Winter

Winter’s on the tip of our tongues. Frost speaks (the ancient language) of ice and ...

THE DAWN OF WINTER

The dawn of winter spreads its long light-wings to the aching meadow, illuminating Frost’s kiss —a coy remnant from last night. You think Summer’s grasses are now stoic, silent with cold: But they linger, blushing frozen white, renewed with glistening diamonds of...

How Do You Dream at Night?

How do you dream at night? Do the stars bow to your feet? Do they kiss your honeyed-lips? I want to step inside your sky, write your name upon the moon, taste the milk in my hair, and your hands in my heart. This is how I belong to you - inside you, within you. This...

I Breathe in the Soft Petals of Your Love

I breathe in the soft petals of your love an unfolding of grace a revelation of sound escaping crevices, —cavern-like— until the echo of light brings you to me. Remember: Dark soil gives rise to the sacred rose touched by the fingers of god and sun and all bright...

It Doesn’t Have to Be Complicated

It doesn't have to be complicated. It doesn't have to be rushed. There is a play on the wind that calls you, a hush in the moments where all is still. It waits for you: the quiet, the whisper of your heart. Simple blessings radiate the heat of your existence, the way...

Feral Light. Dark Wild.

by Rebecca Cavender | poetry, Snake medicine

FERAL LIGHT DARK WILD In the dark of the moon Caillech sits with me by the low fire slowly stirring the cauldron of love, my heart the main course to sip the red blessing of devotion after all that has been laid at the lips of the sacred cleft— an opening to truth a...

Fire

by Rebecca Cavender | poetry

I anoint you with the ashes from the fire that burned your illusions to the ground: a fire that rose from your heart, aching for a new song to lick you back to life— a fire bathed in melodious desire, soaked with the pleasure of impermanence. Barefoot, the soft...

Return to Life: On Resiliency

by Rebecca Cavender | poetry, suicide

For anyone who questions whether they’re loved, important, enough, or matter. For anyone who struggles to express themselves & their heart. I sing you back from the dark… back from the dark edge of the abyss— the unknown void, where death’s chambers have been...

Singing You Home

by Rebecca Cavender | poetry

i hear a kulning, there—atop the mountain shrouded in mist … elusive, catching light within the dark; the ancient song echoes across fields of hope, answered by gentle bells, ringing in the distance. I want to be carried upon the wind of sound that leaves behind a...

Impermanence

by Rebecca Cavender | poetry

Impermanence swells along the mouth of the river open wide stretched in surrender to ceaseless change— sediment holds to the edge like an old lover, unyielding, unwilling to let go afraid to be swallowed by rising tides after winter hibernates and ice melts along the...

Radiance

by Rebecca Cavender | ecstatic poetry, poetry

desire hums in your throat, penetrating the heart of serpentine wholeness— weaving you back to radiance. chthonic seeds of creation drip upon the skin of your song, illuminating a melody of hope released in a night of love.

Light in the Dark

by Rebecca Cavender | poetry

LIGHT IN THE DARK My breath opens to you, crystalline— suspended in the dark winter night in between there and here not present, not past— a holding pattern, paused in time, reaching toward the radiant heart kept warm by the drumming fires of old Come, sit with me...

I Travel Across Your Heart

by Rebecca Cavender | poetry, sacred self-expression

I travel across your heart landing softly upon your lips an open mouth willing to savor the taste of a sunset of bare skin pulsating with fractals of some long ago "could've been" memory– swelling like the ocean's tide on the edge of possibility

I Open to You

by Rebecca Cavender | poetry, Snake medicine, writing

I open to you bright heart of fire a storm-tossed song- ancient in telling illuminated in time, echoing from the chambers of hallowed caves, set for these rites, this sacred touch. There, we speak soft words with hard tongues honey mouth languid...

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