POETRY

Sacred Erotic & Ecstatic Intuitive Poetry

Winter Solstice

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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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I Believed In Magic…

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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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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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HOME

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....
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YOU ARE HELD

You are held in the light of love, the grace of all, the surrender of rapture. Lay your head upon my soft lap: Rest here. The scent of sweet lemon, a balm to your soul: golden light of ease, blooms within the sharp edges of your tired eyes. Sigh here.  The world seems...
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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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Dance, Dance, Dance

Dance, dance, dance. Spin your ecstasy in Union. Hear the call of your heart; the drums of your feet, tapping the floor, an echo of remembrance, singing you home. Dance, dance, dance. Whirl into your cosmic body, your electric field of transmutation: Galaxies alight...
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Come to My Horizon

Come to my horizon, drink from my sea: a torrent of desire, echoing within your currents, your tides of salted-hope. Reach for the wild stillpoint, the edge of infinity; I’ll beckon you closer, then sweep you away. ©Rebecca Cavender
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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....