Poetry

Sacred Erotic & Ecstatic Intuitive Poetry

THE OCEAN’S RETURN

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 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

It’s All Music

Light pours through my heart, a beacon of sun radiates bliss across my fingertips and touches your favorite sound: - words of love we whisper - cadence of poetry on our tongues It's all music. An electric sun-ray of hope and generosity, a sanctuary of remembrance, a...

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...

I TRAVEL ACROSS YOUR HEART

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...

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 swallows...

Return to Life: On Resiliency

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...

Poem for When We Hurt

And this earth aches more today. And this land shakes more today. And this eruption of chaos /of undulating pain/ screeches a little more loudly today. And this, each day. Each day: Tremors. Shaking. The fallen ice of children’s tears. And I want to caress the bruised...

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...

Earth – Sky Tantra: A Loving Birth Story

On the night you were born, Sky made love to Earth— passionate and filled with such fervor, that a rumbling, orgasmic, catalytic combustion of All Life was created. Word, Sound danced in infinite darkness until light spun through Sky’s fingers— ...

Dance, Dance, Dance

by Rebecca Cavender | ecstatic poetry, poetry

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...

I Breathe in the Soft Petals of Your Love

by Rebecca Cavender | intuitive poetry, poetry

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...

Come to My Horizon

by Rebecca Cavender | ecstatic poetry, poetry

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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