i like your whisper…
from the start
you drew me in.
you don’t know this
but
i couldn’t hear
what you said,
that day.
but the words didn’t matter
it was your
whisper
that i remember.
© r.e.l. 7/14/14
whispers
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
Posted on Medium 3.18.14
of all that whispers
swirls of life
judgments
and tears
we move past it…
as our hearts dig deep
to the soul
of all that whispers,
we know
without question
that which tells a story
in the spaces of us
and that which lives
forever in a moment
© r.e.l. 11/24/11
image by simeon schatz
Posted for Poetry Picnic 11/27-12/3/11 on Goosberry Garden
thank you, you knew
with a whisper
you share so much
i know you knew…
the swirl of your thoughts
your eyes
looking into
the day i knew
but once forgot
thank you for never stopping
our moment
that you knew
i felt.
© r.e.l. 11/9/11
image by simeon schatz
Posted for Poetry Picnic 11/13-11/19/11 on Gooseberry Garden
between spaces of time, misty
between spaces of time, misty
you start to believe
that you always have time
like a river
a precious you
is waiting to notice
in this moment
saved for you
see through
what follows you home
to be your pillow…
a winding path
on a daydream
leads to your smile
it’s already for you
to hear,
so listen to its whisper
you are beautiful
© r.e.l. 9/22/11
image of yoga robin™
by s i m s h a
Posted for Thursday Poets Rally 9/21-9/27/11 on Poetry Palace
i just whispered
it’s true,
i don’t know you.
but do you know
that i just whispered
y o u a r e
b e a u t i f u l
© r.e.l. 9/21/11
Image by Taryn Varnes
Posted for Poetry Picnic 9/25-10/1/11 on Gooseberry Garden
practice
i like the way
you float in my mind
don’t move
while i practice my whisper
© r.e.l. 8/7/11
Posted to Poetry Potluck 8/7-8/13/11 on Jingle Poetry
Featured in Feminine Intent on redbubble
the mountain
every step i take
i’m closer to you
the way i feel you
see me
as if looking through
piercing…
did you know
you are the mountain
i intend to climb
and reach?
…after all
you are the one who
taught me
how to whisper
© r.e.l. 7/21/11
image by simeon schatz photography
Posted on Poetry Potluck 7/24-7/30/11-Nature and Life on Jingle Poetry
it helps me sleep at night
please don’t
steal my heart away
unless you know how to hold it
i think i need to keep it
close to me
for me… now
you play games
and i don’t…
don’t you see
it is all real to me?
yes i can feel your heartbeat
running through me
it helps me sleep at night
the way it whispers to me
sleep with me… i have a heart too
© r.e.l. 2/5/11
Posted for Poetry Potluck week 21 (2/6-2/12/11)-Aims, Goals, Ambitions on Jingle Poetry
i believe you, your innuendo
you sparkle
with your gift
i slept next to you
last night
you are my wish, you know
and you are mine
where are you now
in this moment
stepping lightly
through misty time
with a fire not forgotten?
you say, don’t rush it
but stay on the edge:
your whisper…
to you i respond, i believe you
my secret:
your innuendo...
it’s time
to open the door
if ever so slightly
to me
i am here
and i knew you
before
i knew you were coming
© r.e.l. 1/28/11
image ‘Through My Window’ by Ron Moss
posted for Poetry Potluck week 20: Peace, Relaxation, Spirituality on Jingle Poetry
are you a dream come true?
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.
© r.e.l. 1/21/11
Image of ‘her place’ by melanie crawford
Posted for Poetry Potluck week 19 (rules, regulations, laws) on Jingle Poetry
tell me yours
a story to tell
…tell me yours
……you wonder though when to surrender
………i see you hide behind
…………the way you are
……………just around the bend, you whisper
………………i’ll fly to you
© r.e.l. 1/19/11
Image “. . .” by mimi yoon
Posted for Poetry Potluck week 19 (rules, regulations, laws) on Jingle Poetry
the key of life
(a new treat…written by my daughter 🙂
there is something out there
always something
looking for you
never expecting
it to be real
the key
of your life…
it rarely jingles on a chain
but in the cells
of who you are
passed down to you
through generations
for a reason
you find out over time.
find the hallway
hidden
in your heart,
look for the door
that fits your key.
how will you know when you have found it?
it will whisper to you
and don’t worry, you will hear it…
© by Cora, age 10, 12/27/10
a secret
different forms, as treasures
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.
© r.e.l. 11/26/10
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]
i’m listening with my 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
Featured on The Wonderful World of Words on redbubble
together against the waves of life
we are
together
against the waves
of life…
take my hand
move forward with me
quietly
to discover…
only because i whispered it
only because i asked you
© r.e.l. 10/23/10
Featured in Touched By Fire on redbubble
Posted on Poetry Picnic 8/28-9/3/11 on Gooseberry Garden
a whispering of words to your soul
As yoga speaks the poetry of your body, words speak the poetry of your 
soul. Yoga and words go well together. Remember that any type of activity can also be a way of living your yoga.
No doubt you are no stranger to a community of poets and those who like to verbally relay their words to others. Many have a vibrant and active lifestyle to go along with this love of words, don’t they! The two seem to go together well…
Like the wind off a clear blue lake blows its answers to the mountains, take time to whisper the secrets to your heart, listening to every touch with your sacred ears. Sit and listen as the words write themselves onto the page. There are no mistakes here. It is all a rendition of your truth that you write down to share, so that you can touch… something other than the normal, regular you.
As you move the prana (i.e., your life force) in your body, working through the chakras and experience your purpose in the moment, your desires, your energy and your heart, you will most likely find the words of your soul whispering to you gently.
As you continue moving, whether it be in a yoga practice, a hike, or some other means of moving your body, you eventually can surrender to this energy you’ve activated as it clears out all that gets in the way of knowing your true intuitions and spirit connection. This will probably happen whether you are paying attention or not. In fact, there is no will required for this endeavor. Just be who you are.
If you’re really in tune with the feelings moving through you, you can see, hear, sense and know through your watchfulness that it is possible that you actually really know who you are.
Yes, it’s true. So, don’t refuse to whisper these words. You will undoubtedly touch someone, even unsuspectingly, if not a very important person: you. Even if you only reach one person, besides yourself, this journey through words is all worth it.
And if you find that no words come to you, then receive the gift of the inability to find words. 🙂
Namaste.
© r.e.l. 8/2/10
my secret innuendo® 
