POETRY

Sacred Erotic & Ecstatic Intuitive Poetry

Wild

There’s a wild in the river’s rush: crystal ice melted from hard-working glaciers, stone and dust. They’re in a hurry to meet the fjords: the howling wind welcomes them home. ©Rebeca Cavender
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I RETURN

I feel the beat of my heart in the womb of the earth.  It pulsates, extending a warm hand -stretched across sky- tracing, like braille, secret codes that remember           truth           grace           a mirrored love. There's union in this:           magma   ...
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Poem for Remembering: Mourning

Find the center of mourning. Gently press your palm upon it. Hear its sharp rhythm, its slicing moan, its cry of release —Even when you feel the scrape of humanity etching hurt across division lines —Even when your body reveals fallow aches, secrets buried in plain...
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I Open to You

  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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I Want to Sing in You

My hips sway to your music: the way you play inside my heart, strumming chords of a symphonic fire, composed by your touch. I want to sing in you, rise up your spine through your fingertips out your throat a union without words only sound only love only grace....
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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...
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Singing You Home

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...
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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...
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Radiance

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.
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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...
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THE NEW OLD WAY: POEM FOR THE UNKNOWN

THE NEW OLD WAY: POEM FOR THE UNKNOWN

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I bring you in my heart doors slam like crashing waves one     after     another to keep you safe, to keep you well from the storm— A sweet cottage, nestled in the mountains gentle hills, roaring fire tea whistling—a prompt to come closer... I grasp my fingers around...

WHEN WE HURT

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And this earth hurts more today And this land hurts more today And this eruption of chaos  /of undulating pain/ is louder today.   And I want to caress the bruised cheeks of the planet, sweep into caverns of fire with sweet-honey rain—  spilling blessings for scorched...

ACROSS THE WIND

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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...

I RETURN

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I feel the beat of my heart in the womb of the earth.  It pulsates, extending a warm hand -stretched across sky- tracing, like braille, secret codes that remember           truth           grace           a mirrored love. There's union in this:           magma   ...

THE AIR IS THICK WITH LIGHT

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The air is thick with light:      heat, bright as a sun-torched gord                  (a drinking well,                  deep with thought,                  an expression of your truth,                                          your surrender,                          ...

THE OCEAN’S RETURN

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You are the sea breeze on a summer day: the scent of lavender and wood,  after it rains           :rich in soil - the kind that germinates                     blessings                           for crows                           for morning eagles                  ...

I TRAVEL ACROSS YOUR HEART

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I travel across your heart-waves,  landing softly upon your lips.  This is a diamond-point edge of love, where fractals of infinity dance on a portal to wholeness: The wholeness that resides in your eternal bliss. You are a spirit-body transcendent, alive: an open...

HOME

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I breathe through your vast sky colored the flame of fire: a joyous reunion a portal to ecstasy.  Immersed in your vision, I touch starlight nights (my fingertips buzz) It becomes my companion, soothing the memory of old aches, encircling me in the taste of home....