Sandpaper

Challenges are sandpaper
Refines my spirit

If I was Monet…

When the bricks began to be thrown through Mosques, I remember I had to re-evaluate my own prejudices from growing up in an isolated mostly white society and choose to follow that path or to walk away from it and embrace a better way.

Thinner Ground

Teasing terrors fray the broken Heart of my promised dreams The difference of a fantasy Between bitter reality it seems Safety cannot be found in others Imperfect unaware expectations Love cannot be wished for Either freely given or push it away Gasping on thin air Trembling uneven thinner ground Quaking passionate hopes Dashed to shards…

The Journey Begins

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

Reality Checks

Time to check in with reality The often unpaid or accepted bill Who wishes to face this head on? Awareness of missteps that enlarge In hindsight with guilt and remorse While our triumphs began to deflate in the distance Struggle to find a balance between self recrimination And the determination to evolve into something better…

Intimacy

It lies between the point of selfish need and surrender A fragile step where we are most vulnerable To taking a hold of trust with trepidation Exposed and bare as a raw nerve It pulses within the bedrock of emotion When you choose to surrender it to someone you risk all Trembling in the hope…

Time and all eternity

We are rarely given enough time Time to see the sights and hear the sounds Time to touch, feel, and smell The sound of your child’s laughter on Christmas morning The sound of footfalls tiptoeing quietly into your room at night The sound of a child’s prayer being said in reverence The sight of a…

Enfant

Enfant Gentle one lying in my armsYour eyes and smileExamples of sweet charms How I wish that some wayI could shelter you from all harm I long to cradle youAll your lifeBut if I truly love youI cannot … I must stand byMy duty I must doTo watch you suffer Laugh and grow Practice at kissing…

Cherry Blossoms

I dreamed again of you and cherry blossoms Springtime in Japan the air so heavy with the scent Wafting across avenues and gardens A perfume of priceless memory lingering Our hands clasped as we walked past rich temples Koi ponds with the scattering laughter Children with their families taking in sights Sounds of birds and…

Black Widow

You desire?
Then embrace
Passion’s fire

Sleeping Beauty

“Does she not exist in all women? Who blossom into beauty… Awakened with love’s first kiss?” I feel as if I am stripped Bare of leaves and fragrance Dormant against winter’s passage Yearning for spring To arrive to my heart For me to blossom Again from a true love kiss C. Lin Rawlins 9-26-99©   …

My Angel of the Night

My angel of the night On swift wings come for me Are you dressed with the form of man? Here to bleed my soul into eternity? Or with feathered wings of white? My angel of the night Come swiftly then on your wings Take me into your arms Feel how my heart beats and sings…