solitude of the soul

revealing

peeling

did the robins always sing so loud?

her heart aches

and yawns

and sings

the crazy song

some call it wild

she calls it spirit

she calls so loud now

i hear her

far over the cacophony

the madness

i hear her whispers

and her screams

i feel her tears

and the warmth of her skin

she digs the earth

beneath her toes

her body rekindles happiness

again, and

again

Impulsive as Fuck

that's how i describe

or try to explain away

my wild meanderings of my soul

Dear FB land...please note, if you ever expect to be vetted for a potential position, a political appointment or even a hand in marriage.....maybe don't post poetry. but anyway.... this is called:

DEAR COVID

i actually want to release all my bodily fluids at once onto the earth and stomp all over them until the plates shift and the monsters come out from the bowels of our souls and take all the bad men away.

you will wear a mask

you will not

i will not listen

you will listen

you must

i can't

i don't hear you

i don't see you

follow the rules

follow the rules

follow the rules

i know what's good for you

listen to me

only to me

i can help you

please take off this mask

i'm choking

i'm choking

i cannot breathe 

On a kinder, gentler note, a bedtime poem...

keep on chasin' rainbows, man,

isn't that what they say?

if we chase we always dream

and if we dream we always want

and beyond the wanting

what do we see?

do our eyes speak and our bodies smile?

do we open our pores to receive, to bleed?

tell me you're not bleeding..

tell me you're bleeding...

take me now

take me never again

never again

can i go back

it doesn't exist

maybe it never was

and now, and now, and now

play me another song while i

freshen my drink and fix my skirt

the system unplugs

abort, abort!

fighting for our lives

back to normal aborted

initiate plan b

operation earth

join the resistance

of course you would, dear shaman, 

choose this day for your croning

this very day in time

a time of wild tumultuous 

neverending wonder

dumbfuckery at its best

the world on its ass

and still the caged birds sing

your role has begun

the stirring, the churning

has begun

enter stage right

the time is now to question 

it all

lay brakes to 

anything which cannot

heal

find the seeds

and dance peace upon them

wear your crown proudly

dear condor

yet go humbly

and softly even

the time for listening

is now

As if on pause

we await

the wonderfully wild 

cascading melodies

crashing in ecstasy against 

cold wet rock

come back,

it has to come back

we will make it come back

the orders are written

if you feel love

feel it wildly, with reckless abandon

if you feel joy

tiptoe naked on the stars

if you feel fear 

dance her back to

the earth where she came

send her home

to heal

dance

dance 

dance

into our time

our time to see

to be seen

to love

and be loved

to be

and be

and be

 love in the time of covid, 

wendy