Poems

The Lioness Woke

The lion sleeps tonight
Or is she sedated
As my pulse raced her body vibrated.

I felt it
I knew it
But they wouldn’t listen
And all of a sudden I saw her eyes glisten.

A lick of her lips
Shuddering stretch of a paw
She sprang out of her hammock and onto the floor.

Diving straight for my body
Determined to shred me
I was pinned to the walls of the cage where they’d laid me.

I held her face tightly
Her eyes burned mine through
As I struggled to hold what I knew she could do.

Once more to the lions
I’m thrown just to see
What next would transpire between this cat and me.

I breathe to my centre
Hold open my heart
Regard her with love and she stops with a start.

A sniff of my hand
A slow blink of an eye
We share a connection this big cat and I.

She chooses to settle
Lies down by my side
The crowd’s expectations are flatly defied.

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Meh. Break Up Poems.

1.
Straight off the train and it’s hanging in the air.
Scanning everywhere
For a glimpse of a moment gone by.
I feel his hand on my thigh.
Your name in lights, literally, above the night.
Your name in lights, literally, above the night.
It’s that time again
When we began.
The air feels just right.
Such a waste and such wide-eyed delight…
Fireworks
Featured heavily
Inside and out.
I watched through the lens of love
And you were next to me
Seeing clearly
What was in front of you.
Seeing only that.

2.
I’m too finely tuned to tango.

I serve up my heart raw
Like a high delicacy
When I open
To dance.

You smell the iron sweetness
Emanating from my neck
And the hairs stand up
On the back of yours.

However far afield
I feel your radar find me
When I open and emit
My full embodied pulse.

It is safe and sad to be shut up tight,
My body sluggish and sorry
Headed for hibernation,
Hiding from hurt.

It is ravenous and mighty
To let all the feeling
Frozen deep in tight musculature
Throb and release
In salty dissolution.

It is all my beauty and power
Bound up
Packed away
Pushed away
Kept at bay.
Kept quiet.
Lest you hear its call and turn your head.

And it would be nothing to you
To undo me completely,
Surfing and swirling in salty, scarlet waves
To invigorate yourself
And leave me there in pieces.

So I dance alone far away
Safe without postcode
And just feel the pulsing sonar
Of your attention
Through my body
Like a drum.
Like a warning.
3.
If you just want
To pick at me
Like the lukewarm remains
Of a meal you weren’t really hungry for
At the time.
Do not.
4.
I am furious
That I let you touch me
So deeply.

I am outraged
That it meant
So little to you.

I am sad
That we do not know
How to love each other.

When you touch the heart
Of a woman
Whose love is an ocean.

Be ready
To feel the waves
When you dip in your toe.

Or stay on the beach and watch.
Perhaps I am too terrific to touch.
5.
All the things I love
That you love too:
When I celebrate them
I celebrate you.
Why is my face always leaking when I do?

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Slow burn

Sat with my feet on the opposite chair
Because the floor is cold
In my mind.

Elbows on the table
And my back pressed
Into the awkward angles
Of the front of the Rayburn.

It is only on simmer.

This cough is
Clearing the grief
From the depths of my lungs.
It is sticky and harsh.
It is clearing.

I cried today.
A wave swelled and broke
In the kitchen
And I span around like a trapped cat.
Scratching for an escape from
The big black dog.

I ran to my bed
Hoping Its softness
Would save me from the jagged edges,

But sharp blades are better.
The cut cleaner,
Heals without scars.

Or some other words.
That distract your eye.
From the glinting edge of that which separates.

From the fuzzy features
– Far out of focus –
That may be sad to see me go
Or may be thinking about other things.

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Dancing queen

I go
deep into flow.
The wild wolf woman
throwing back my head to howl
delight and raw power of soul.

The day dances along
new partners on  the floor
come bearing gifts
laying destiny at my feet
and looking on with
worshipful awe.

A newly born queen
wings moist but unfurling

a sleek lady fox
tail brightly uncurling

a dervish in heart
a deep inner whirling

love is my light
to love is my calling