I dart behind the shadow of you
Use the walls to catch my fall  
One bird answers the call
of another while a cat
stares on in thrall
Prey for the hunter
Pray for its target
Pray, my friend, for us all.

Four black paws
and a few white whiskers
crept
into my space,
a new face.
Lost my heart to midnight fur
and a tentative purr..
Sigh. Love is what it is.

It's the Experience  
that catches your breath
and the Aftermath
that holds it there..
Retrospect is a powerful thing.
It lifts the veil to reveal
the pattern, that path that
brought you here.
Deviate from that path
and you’ll see one day
that you were always,
always
on your own particular path.

Mamma told me to never
Tip the boat,
While daddy taught me
How to stay afloat.
Chin up child. Sink or swim.

If I could step into your mind
I’d rearrange your thoughts
I’d plant a garden there
Let the smell of flowers
Fill your nose, clear the air
I could be your stream
Could be the angel
In your dream
If you just opened up a little
Let me into your head
I could clear a path for you
That’s safe for you to tread

Reach toward the light..
It kills. Little wings told me so.
Dead moths inside my lampshade
Made me aware that that's
where moths go to die.
And what of Angel's?
Do they not fly toward the Light?

it gnaws at me,
an alien in my belly tugging
at my insides turning me inside out..    
this palpable feeling of gravity
of my place on and in the earth,
sidestepping the grave
like a ballerina blindfolded
and dancing in the dark