Dirty Little Secrets

fingers typing
an ocean apart
all too aware of
the distance
but my mind likes
the tease
ebbing and flowing
over the wires
unable to sleep
poems rise around us
on incense-scented air
ancient patterns of
heart words
whispering goddesses
lustful muses
the flit of crimson wings
into the space between
silk dance
spiced ritual fire
the wheel turns
one more year

go into yourself
into the very depths
make your confessions
in the most silent hour
of sorrows and desires

your enormous past
your house of memories
a piece of your life
a work of art
where poetry lives

find your own paths
take hold of your life
unfolding like fate
from insight to insight
eternity lies before you

winds scour the beach,
and my thoughts sail away
to where no one is waiting,
just the sea beating on rocks.
have i forgotten you?
i see you on every shore,
my heart beats with pain,
not wanting to leave,
not willing to stay
entangled in the past,
bound to my vague memories
where the footprints fade,
little by little

like the wind, i sing from the shore,
this grief, too Deep for words,
too Dark for tears that come no more,
far from Erin’s circling birds,

my Fate it seems, to sing the sad songs,
tormented beyond the Veils, and ages
far from the arms where my love belongs,
my tragic tales unfold in these pages,

imprisoned by Who i am, i sing,
this grief, filling every silent night,
across the great sea, ever longing
for the worst, for my heart’s delight.

lost in the landscapes of my imagination,
i stooped to drink from a dark water
lifting its secrets to my lips,
while the echoes of another time drifted by.

somewhere a raven flies, calling me Home,
someone from a distance, it seems,
dark and unseen, hidden by veils
of ancient forest, the smell of wet leaves.

i know that voice and that scent,
familiar as my own tongue
or the land of my childhood,
and smiling, I stopped, to listen.

Look, we can see the stars,
like the distant past
across the dark sea
voices whispered
beneath the waves
soft eyes did gaze on these
the blue-green sea of Time
circles widen to its shore
silent night has set sail
while the world sleeps
yet the Moon has never seen
such a silent burning light
as your heart on fire