when i sleep
on the pillow
where our heads once laid
i know
you feel my hand
on your chest.
surrender to this moment
and feel it
in the time
when it is
your eyes that close
in our dream
come true.
© r.e.l. 4/29/10
photo by King Barbarossa @ deviantart
i am an ocean
of words
you a chaser of silence…
and i am yours now
like a team
we balance
not pushing the river
that flows by itself
in the mirrors of us
what we seek
to diminish
to crave
we are
somehow
within the roots
that bind us
after the words
nothing changes
yet everything does
© r.e.l. 4/28/10
the mere fact
that i existed
seemed to
drive your heart
and give you courage
to travel
an ocean of time to find me
just to touch me
just to breathe my breath
once
© r.e.l. 10/31/08
this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 14 on Jingle Poetry
thanks so much to Jingle for this Most Graceful Poet Award on Jingle Poetry
i fell asleep
with you
holding you tight
eyes closing
with a smile
your mystical roots
fears no more.
in the morning
you were still there
my hands in stillness
enclosing you
you whispered a secret…
you slept with
my magic
© r.e.l. 4/27/10
inspired by some magical gemstones
Featured in Touched By Fire on redbubble and Touched By Fire the blog
Posted on Poetry Potluck 7/24-7/30/11-Nature and Life on Jingle Poetry
one moment
can last
speak many words
and futures
build bridges to
knowing
it’s all ok
despite the rest
on the outside edge
of that moment
r.e.l. 7/1/08
inspired by a deep stare
Posted for Poetry Potluck week 18 (1/16-1/22/11) Languages, Signs and Symbols on Jingle Poetry
i had no choice
but to move forward on my path
finding love in my heart
fearlessly opening to life
as i returned again
to the land
that was like a father to me
giving me life situations i needed
that were meant for me to progress
and seemed to have
the same heartbeat as my own heart.
along “the way” i was led to silence
a peace that i had never known
and a truth that will remain
with me
as magic
forever
begging my return.
© r.e.l. 4/24/10
inspired by the Road to Santiago, Spain–“The Way”
to disconnect from you
my heart stops a little
as if a part of me given… yet unreceived
and i leave myself behind
to watch with no voice
looking back as if a dream.
then you flap 
your wings
and come to me
no time passed
and you remind me
we are both sharing the same wind
i am resting, maybe sleeping
always feeling
the force that moves between us
and through things
held together
only by air.
© r.e.l. 4/21/10
**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 15 (reflections, interpretations, and musings) on Jingle Poetry
Winner of The Celebrate Poet of 2010 Award (with Promising Poets and Jingle Poetry)
let it go
i set you free
expecting is what keeps me unsatisfied
look forward to the unknown
to what gifts
come my way
it is the unexpected
that will change
my life
posted to Poetry Potluck 5/8-5/14/11 on Jingle Poetry
through the vines
connecting my blood to infinity
i move so that i can water
your roots.
they reach out to me so…
each with its own strength, its own sound
its own breath, its own life
yet moving together as one.
i find you
where you are raw
not dark
but vulnerable
needing to be held
to feel safe
my breath, my attention
to your every need
your every call for touch
to be an open room
for you to pour your soul into.
you ask that of me
and i hear you.
your warmth has the power to soothe
and pierce me
to puncture the balloon
where i keep my secrets
can you feel it now?
as a bit seeps out
released in the air, to the open
to find its way
no longer trapped, no longer secret.
a veil between you and me
its thin yet it covers
that which we need to protect
until time opens its wings for our flight.
© r.e.l. 4/7/10
inspired by an embodied meditation at CIIS
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