air

also absolutely

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photographer: Chris Burkard (image of surfer Peter Mendria on Chile’s West Coast)

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as it seems… there is a you
that experiences something other
like a wave with its ocean,
or a particle of air with its vast space
as if you, the wave
join with the other, the ocean
and yet,

also absolutely
something larger
now

© r.e.l. 5/23/11

inspired by Erich Schiffmann meditations

Posted for The Thursday Post 26.5.11 on Ethereal Heights

Posted for Poetry Potluck 5/29-6/4/11 on Jingle Poetry

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the air between

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you
have no
idea what you
are doing to me now
inside… how you watch me
with your future eyes that penetrate
the air between us… i realize that i describe
a moment that hasn’t happened yet
but still, somehow i find
myself inside
you
..

© r.e.l. 12/8/10

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space

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space
giving him
air to breathe
me, himself, us
the clouds will part
the moment he opens
again… when he cannot
imagine this life without me
when he forgives with no conditions
his wind will reach me and caress the back
of my neck… and will tell me “you will know, love,
when i am in the sky coming back to you… don’t worry”

© r.e.l. 6/24/10

only by air

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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)


through the vines

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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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