I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
The sweetness of the honey comb Belongs to you and you alone The ribbons in the purpled sky Draw from the flashes of your eyes The fragrance of the love you give It makes me long and love to live The passion of the quickening vein Makes me both mad and yet so sane The wildness of the joy within Is blessed with sacred, touched with sin The hungry mouth, the thirsting lips The undulating dancing hips The feet that bring you close to me Take you away, too far to see And yet the tears upon my face Your tender fingertips erase With each new breath, resuscitate My ebbing flow, impending fate Give back to me the meaning of My need to be, my life, my love You are the maestro of every band The world's director with your hand The writer of each song you choose Each line of poetry and it's muse You are my waking and my sleep Wading shallow to dig for deep The discovering scientist, the conquerer, bold The alchemist that makes the gold The royalty upon the throne That reigns this heart once made of stone This heart now pliable in your care That feels the love that wasn't there That knows the difference of lie and true Now that I know.... the truly you My Atlas, lifter of my head When once I thought all my dreams dead The bright sunshine with taste of night The darkness dancing with the light The musical laugh, the mischieveous hint That rarely discloses the secret intent But teases without mercy as you're feigning such meekness And drowns me in love in your oceans of sweetness.
This song is a magic song. If you listen at least three times it becomes part of you and you're addicted to it. sounds incredible with headphones.
Running With TheWolves
Running with the wolves In forests dark as night We wait to play and sleep all day Keeping out of sight. But when the wolf moon peeks it's head Out behind the cloud We run so fast and howl for joy And we sing our songs loud. The other humans run away They do not understand How wolf and woman can become friends (But they're only mortal man.) They do not know the way we feel When the wildness in our blood Begins to blaze up like a fire A fire that feels so good. We have to run, we have to howl We have to set it free My brother wolves, my sister wolves (And none as wild as me.) A wolf inside when I was a child Not knowing what I was Wanting so to just let go And scream out just because. But I kept my secrets locked inside And did it well, it's true Not knowing another with his wildness hidden Was there till I met you. ❤