speak

are you a dream come true
like the ageless mist
with its hue?
you are the wind that keeps me moving
the force that guides me to know…
that it will all be ok
no matter what.

close your eyes now
remember the time when
i last whispered in your ear
and held you tight.
remember me that way.
that way, only.
it is how i remember you.

Image of ‘her place’ by melanie crawford

Posted for Poetry Potluck week 19 (rules, regulations, laws) on Jingle Poetry

half spoken, half heard

January 12, 2011February 23, 2015 / my secret innuendo / 22 Comments

i believe you
in every word
there is a silence
and past reminding me

you who have answers… or do you call them reasons…

reasons with questions that ask me do you always speak to me in colors that keep their beauty? through tears in paper that beg to know me?

through words, half spoken, half written, half heard but always known…

like the pages of time
i ask myself now, who am i?
but you know better, so i flip through the pages

to find you, to find me, to find the other half of me..

Image of ‘Lost Goddess Diaries: The Truth BE Told’ by AmandaGWright

Featured in Speaking Out on redbubble

Posted for Poetry Potluck week 18 (1/16-1/22/11) Languages, Signs and Symbols on Jingle Poetry

Received The Sunshine Award from Jingle Poetry

beg me

January 10, 2011February 23, 2015 / my secret innuendo / 22 Comments

beg me
to take a second look
by placing a thought of me
in your mind
twist yourself in me

then let me sleep…

you again, who are you?
calling you
to say
‘throw in your heart too’

image of ‘Twisted Heart’ by byzantinehalo

featured in Love Bytes on redbubble

posted for Poetry Potluck 5/1-5/7/11 doubts, fear, inhibition, hesitation

beautiful one

January 7, 2011May 6, 2012 / my secret innuendo / 36 Comments

come to me in a dream from far away, through smoky eyes or darkened skies. fly…

do i describe a land or courage that only i know?

the river is near to take us
with few words it speaks clearly…

i felt you watch me as i slept. i reached my arms out
did you feel them?

you are listening… say something to me, beautiful one

Image of a liquid star

Submitted for Thursday Poets Rally week 37 (1/13-1/19/11) on Promising Poets

in the raindrops

January 2, 2011May 6, 2012 / my secret innuendo / 18 Comments

you know
that you are
the light
that enters
my dark
the eclipse of you
a mystery
opening the door
to me
to my breath that lies floating now
exposed
lost in the raindrops of
knowing the cracks
in the spaces of us
tell a story we have yet to know
touched by the gap between inhaling and
remembering that you
do not leak out of my life
forever in a moment…

painting ‘Light Coming into the Cave’ by yvonca

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 17 Journey and The Road Ahead (1/9/11-1/15/11) on Jingle Poetry

Received Kreativ Blogger Award from Jingle Poetry

angel

December 19, 2010December 30, 2010 / my secret innuendo / 2 Comments

you are an angel
who crossed my path
like dreams
which always
send us the messages
we are afraid to feel

it’s time to move on
be you
believe in magic
you don’t need to stay lost
in a place you do not recognize

take my hand
and follow me

inspired by an angel

touched

December 17, 2010May 28, 2012 / my secret innuendo / 29 Comments

you can touch me if you try
right now

i might melt but won’t disappear
like a ghost
leaving you with only your breath

my blood rises now..
maybe timid
because your touch, if true
can penetrate
the energy of it
speaking…
in the only way it knows how
fingers reaching out
without words

touch me again

sculpture ‘The Cathedral’ by Rodin (Rodin Museum, Paris).

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 15 (reflections, interpretations, and musings) on Jingle Poetry

until i wake

December 15, 2010May 6, 2012 / my secret innuendo / 22 Comments

you haunt me
surreal are
the images of you
in the mist
where time does not exist

you are a secret
which lies beneath the reason
i’m scared to tell

i am me now and everything in between
not the you i once was

still, i ask you
stay with me until i wake

photo ‘Autumn Walnut’ by cricketw

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 16 on Jingle Poetry

i’ll let you into me

December 11, 2010May 6, 2012 / my secret innuendo / 26 Comments

you see me
you see into me
you sit with me
and feel into me
you know i look to you
to see myself

and in you
i see
a place that needs to heal
i see yearning
and a need to bond
with another
who can feel deeply
into you
someone who gives
all of herself, not part
when she feels

i’ll let you into me
when i feel you
looking into me
knowing me
breathing me

(almost 3 years ago… and the feeling is still current)

this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 14 on Jingle Poetry

thanks so much to Jingle for this Most Blessed Blogger Award on Jingle Poetry

different forms, as treasures

November 26, 2010February 23, 2015 / my secret innuendo / 33 Comments

you ask me to be still
and so i do..
you lie hidden within, unfelt
with a shield strong as stone
pushing you away.
in all directions.

don’t you hear the answers now?
as they quietly become one with the search
for what is touching you?
you are beautiful
everything is alive
in different forms
as treasures.

watch time stand still with me. ok?
help me to let go and to become one with the mystery.
please.

image by my secret innuendo™ of marin county

Published (partial) on Micropoetry 3/3/14

Submitted to caesura 2/5/14

Posted for Thursday Poets Rally Week 34 (12/2-12/8/10) on Promising Poets. Received the Perfect Poet Award…. Thanks so much, I accept 🙂 [For week 35 I nominate Jargnar]