Hubby's red truck
went on its own
off the drive
over the bankin'
What's it sayin' ?
Retire us both
worked way past reason
Leave us be.

women
     express
           sensual
                essence
in any way we can
                        survive

willingness may
appear in the next space
as if she'd never left
but always breathing
any moment soon
still too far from sky or scent
mind runs where when I look
too fast to light to land
perhaps a stance
a choice
a body curve
a wish
a prayer
**for she is camouflaged beneath resistance
she whose passion overflows
she who magnetizes
she who aligns  
who embodies
all is well

it is too late for tasks
said he
thus causing me
to question my reason my being
I  wonder
who I could be
if not for problems and solutions
or if tasks should end before I do

"All I had was a voice. Same melody I would sing when I was in the field--I just wail out in the woods and let the echo come back to me."*
                                the only pure act
                                       is express all I am
                                           essence alive filling void
                           receiving response of lovers and strangers,
                                  of walls which waver then melt and bless me
                                        unpredicted
                                            uncontrolled
                                                undulating waves of joy

silent cover
revealing that
I'd rather not see
playing hiding I am
like a child like a cat twitching tail
believing I'm safe shh-sh-shh under cover