cathedrals of dreaming
one thing i can be sure of. i feel like i’m under water, underground or under something when i imagine you.
sometimes when it’s late and i know i’m asleep, i also know that the cathedrals of me are open.
and, during those times, when i’m actually not asleep, but awake, you are with me. you whisper.
i can’t even say ‘yes’ now to your offers because i don’t know how.
yes.
am i dreaming?
yes, you’re in my dream come true
i have conversations with you when you aren’t here
it’s ok, i’m always there
© r.e.l. 5/7/13
all in one long sentence
and so it goes…
there is so much to remember,
that as i sit here to think
nothing comes.
(at least in this moment)
yet, all—at the same time…
why is it that my body feels
all that is
all that was
all that will be again?
the truth is
that there are words to express
what you mean to me
but it would take a lifetime
to say
(all in one long sentence)
there is no question about it
© r.e.l. 4/6/13
photo by Alex Theory
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featured in Poetry*Daily (4/24/13 Twitter)
…what if
You love the fire. You are it, moving quickly, emulating its spark. Your miles to go in your mind, before calmed, drive you. Transfixed on you I am.
Be you, be the you I have known. Smile at me until I melt into something else. You are beyond getting my attention. You make me know why I’m alive.
And now I’m on fire because when I first saw you, recently and not, I fell in love with you. All I knew from before, relived in a moment, rejoined with all that we created then, to be continued later. You smiled when you knew I loved you then. You knew. You know now.
© r.e.l. 3/25/13
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forever in a second
forever in a second
i realize
that i love you
like the breath
we share
in a mystery
time set free
remembered
and then i’m aware
that evermore
is a long time
ineffable
smile with me
© r.e.l. 7/2/12
image of yosemite at night by simeon schatz photography
just told me
your fingers
that reach to the sky
just told me
i’m not the same without you
© r.e.l. 5/31/12
image by simeon schatz photography
posted for Poetry Picnic 6/3-6/10/12 on Jingle Poetry
precious heart
i just whispered,
precious heart,
that you beat in colors
inhaling all of life
but also parts that should only
be viewed as if through an hourglass
don’t worry though,
it will all be ok …
breathe with me
you have p r i c e l e s s time
on your side
so, hide with me in the beach grass
… and listen to the wind and the waves
take my hand and join me
in the rest of our lives
© r.e.l. 5/23/12
image by simeon schatz
Featured in redbubble’s Inspired by Life
the edge of you
the edge of you… is deeper
because you have lived
beyond your tenacity
letting breathe
your heart, my pain
your strength, my tears
your solid form, my shattered intellect
© r.e.l. 4/11/12
image by s i m s h a
Posted for Poetry Picnic 5/6-5/13/12 on Gooseberry Garden
atoms
we are two atoms who have collided and will never be the same again having touched.
© r.e.l. 4/9/12
image of san francisco bay area fog in marin
as if i’ll know
hear me
as if you feel
who i am…
as if you’re about
to melt
but don’t know how
as if you are the only person
who i’m speaking
to now
as if these words
mean something
maybe the world
to you
as if i’ll know
your heart is
beating faster
as if
your wish
just came true
© r.e.l. 1/7/12
image by s i m s h a
Posted for Thursday Poet’s Rally 1/12-/18/12 on Promising Poet’s Parking Lot
Recited live for Jonathan Montaldo poetry event at CIIS 2/28/12
forgetting
what is it
to forget?
a distant dream
gone by
known by only
a whisp
an ache that pulls
its way back
keeps trying
but cannot stick
or is it
a wish to
know nothing
feel nothing
be nothing
so that the pressure
to be more
absolves
even though
it forgets
it remembers still
i remember
© r.e.l. 1/3/12
Posted for Poetry Picnic 1/8-1/14/12 on Gooseberry Garden
petals
if you ever feel
lost
each piece of you,
a flower petal,
thrown and left alone
on the ground
without a cause…
just remember
that you are
a forest of flowers…
© r.e.l. 10/13/11 + simsha
image by simeon schatz
Posted for Poet’s Rally 10/19-10/25/11 at The Poetry Palace
Received the Perfect Poet Award… Thank you, I accept 
I nominated Sarah Johnston for next week.
Featured in Feminine Intent on redbubble
spaces between
in the spaces
between
where i start and you end…
i need you
© r.e.l. 9/21/11
image ‘treekiss’ by s i m s h a
Posted for Poetry Picnic 9/25-10/1/11 on Gooseberry Garden
you
my perfect pillow
made of you
@ r.e.l. 9/7/11
image by s i m s h a
Posted on Poetry Picnic 9/11-9/18/11 on Gooseberry Garden
more than before
it was the moment when
i k n e w
that i was
more…
than i thought
before
this moment
© r.e.l. 8/24/11
image skyee
Posted for Thursday Poets Rally 8/25-8/31/11 on Promising Poets’ Poetry Cafe
star on a distant paradise
where are you now
in this moment, i ask
climbing a ladder to a distant cloud
that only i know…
floating on a bubble under a wave of life?
you are crazy
with the mystery you breathe
you are the pure energy
of love
… fire mixed with water
and raindrops inside sand
you are tears and joy forever intertwined
like a bird not knowing his wings
still… after all
you know you are
the one who saved me from a distant paradise
and you are true
© r.e.l. 11/4/10
image nightbird2
Posted on Poetry Potluck 7/10-7/17/11 on Jingle Poetry
to the end of the road
words only take me to the end of the road… where feelings are footpaths… but, opening me to you and you to me… i miss you when you go… i am yours… sing to me anyway… never forget that your tears are your soul…
© r.e.l. 4/6/11
image by simsha
**featured in Freedom to Shine on redbubble
posted for The Thursday Post 7.4.11 on Ethereal Heights
posted for Poetry Potluck 4/10-4/17/11 on Jingle Poetry
butterfly
a
special
kind of
butterfly
in my
stomach
.
i adore
the way
you are
made of
stardust
as if gathered
together
for me
© r.e.l. 4/5/11
**featured in Love Bytes on redbubble
posted for Thursday Poets Rally 4/7-4/13/11 on Promising Poets
come up for air
on the mission to forever
my sun is yours
did you know it finds you
when your eyes are opened?
a seed, free to be…
floating with something
beautiful
the embers keep you alive
. . .
but i have a secret
listen
come up for air
i’m thankful that i know
what happens to seeds
who are loved
© r.e.l. 3/5/11
image “the sun”
posted for Jingle Poetry week 25
a broken heart
a smile can speak a thousand words
but it cannot calm a broken heart.
how do you talk to a heart
and tell it to live in the moment
to tell it it’s been broken for a reason?
it has no reasoning
only feeling…
how, after convincing it to open wide
to give itself to another
again going to a vulnerable place
this time because it’s safe
because the other expresses heart and soul,
how do you convince a heart
that its message is received, appreciated with love
but that demons have eaten it
because it was perfect exactly as it was?
how do you tell a heart that it’s ok
to stay open and surrender
when it can think of nothing else
but the last time you told it this
answering its prayers?
how do you tell it that
its karma was shared with another
so you did it no harm
trust me this time and surrender
sent to me from the stars
just your heart in exchange for mine
your soul for mine
to be a colony in which to become each other?
a heart is a star
but it can’t shine when it’s broken
broken because love brings up its brokenness
surrender…
because it’s unknown how long it will take
to heal, if ever.
yet all a heart asks is
why do you walk away from something beautiful?
it does what you say though
and surrenders again…
feeling itself in everything
for guidance
but still it all tells it the same,
that the heart it opened for
is still open
just hidden underneath
and that it should hang on.
© r.e.l. 2/9/08
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featured on Poetic License Series in may 2011
posted for Poetry Potluck 5/1-5/7/11 doubts, fear, inhibition, hesitation on Jingle Poetry
posted for Poetry Picnic 10/16-10/22/11 on Gooseberry Garden
submitted to Knuckle Sandwich Publishing
i knew then
i could see the sparkle
in your eye turn into a tear..
a river of sadness…
in that moment
i knew you loved me
© r.e.l. 12/12/10
posted for Poetry Potluck 6/12-6/17/11 for Jingle Poetry
lost
you don’t want
to get lost
in me.
to cross the line
to where i am
is the point of no return
tangled up in me
with no way home.
still..
you feel me
deep inside
© r.e.l. 12/10/10
posted for Poetry Potluck 6/12-6/17/11 for Jingle Poetry
your innocent trust
you
who changed my life.
let me be heard.
you felt who i am.
without question.
so, i invited you in…
your innocent trust in true love.
and the spirit of the world always taking care of everything.
you came to me in any moment, as i closed my eyes.
i know you never wanted to leave my arms but, you see, don’t you? you were meant to. only you can lift the dark cloud that shadows you.
never will i forget how you heard the writing of my soul, evolving my spiral, to share with me your magical love.
i will always love you.
© r.e.l. 11/22/10
[photo by Cloo Potloot of Belgium]
while i sleep
you, alone in your chair of green
looking at me as if…
you’ve known me all your life
you have
you watch me with a loving stare
of nothingness
of sadness so deep, the tears have dried up
you believe in your world
made up amidst feathers
anything to make you feel safe
and loved
you ask me
though silently
please don’t ignore me while i sleep
© r.e.l. 11/19/10
Featured on Vibration in Art and Verse – VAVoom! on redbubble
i’m listening with my heart
the japanese kanji for "heart"
you said you love me and then …
and then i breathe
inhale you
to find that your ‘no’ now is really fear
afraid of trusting the moment unfolding
the moment is beautiful, don’t you see
when i’m with you i see, i trust
when we’re apart sometimes it’s hard for me
it is like a bird flying away that i cannot capture
light yet i have a cage
trust me to return to you
i trust you
i’m on my way back already
you are weak and need me now most
i’m afraid to say so
you want to be in control and the one who decides
not the invisible hand of destiny
softly, she touches my life..
she knows you
yes, she is who i recognize in you
you leave me now with no voice
i am here to listen to your heart’s whisper
shhhhhhh
i feel your heart
silence is real
© r.e.l. 10/27/10
written together with Wingpoem
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