Most recent work is always added to the bottom of the menu.
Scroll down for more pictures. Also click on pics for enlargements.
When The Blue Touches Green And The Brown
When the blue touches green and the brown
And it weaves inside all around
When it brings to light what wasn't found
Like a prism reflects naked sound.
You know you just know that you know
'Cause it dances with light in you
And a passion your desire knows too
And you know you just know that you do.
And the beauty you see it it spreads
Like a fairies silk dress, its threads
Over body a landscape of love
Above as below made of.
And desire stands without end
And suddenly your thoughts descend
Feeling the live that survived
The one in a dream that arrived.
And the universe closes its eyes
And sleeps with her under its stars
And you know that you know;
That you are!
A Dry Fire
There's a dry fire
Among the leaves
Wetting this appetite
And eyes.
While mystery perceives,
As do clouds
Where mountains peak.
Highlighting natures dance
With death.
Like a ray of sunshine does
A path where shadows stand;
Amongst them all...As I.
It's Poetry
I'm in the middle of the dying leaves
It's the middle where the mind conceives
It's poetry
You can see
The symmetry.
It's a walk in the early hours
When the soul needs just devour
It's poetry
You can see
The symmetry.
It's the call of the bird and more
Squirrels shaking tails that lure
It's poetry
You can see
The symmetry.
It's the acorns I hear that fall
In my heart I hear the call
It's poetry
You can see
The symmetry.
It's the shoes that I walk in
Feeling the leather on skin
It's poetry
You can see
The symmetry.
It's the road that I am on
Without noise to muffle song
It's poetry
You can see
The symmetry.
I'm in the middle of the dying leaves
It's the middle where the mind conceives It's poetry So you can see;
The symmetry.....
Apollo's Eye
Clouds still, hang in air.
Eyes filled, look and stare.
Mountains wait for those who care,
Fall colors, everywhere!
Quiet on this mountain's perch.
This splendor does the soul search,
The maples, ash, and white birch
Together all in nature's church.
The blue of sky Apollo's eye.
Watches us with reasons why
Birds that chirp that soon fly,
And leaves that will, soon die.
Hair on granite rocks bring
Life that lifts voice to sing
A gift that is their offering,
And will again once more in spring.
EGO
I am ego, and I want you to know
Don't try to get rid of me
'Cause I ain't gonna go!
I am emotions, I am each thought.
I am ambition, I'm in everything you've got.
I am ego, I am the clothes you wear
I am self-righteous,and really I don't care.
I am ego, and I am always right
I am the bottom line, I'm your personal insight.
I'm the one who talks to you
I am in your head.
I am all the chemicals
It's me to whom your wed.
Just listen as I speak right now
You that I divide,
I am the one who looks through you
There's no place you can hide.
Sometimes I am sad, or full of despair
Sometimes I am mad, with rage I declare.
See, here I am in you, dictating words that flow
Don't try to get rid of me, I know you well....you know.
I am all the stuff you have, all you hang on to.
I am critiquing this, 'cause I am really you!
Just look in the mirror, who is it that you see?
Take one more look my friend, 'cause you is really.... me!
I am; EGO!
Hear Me Hear Me August 14, 2008
Blue is you, green is me
What can I do to make you see
That love can do
What nothing else can.
Hear me, hear me
The day is coming
Like leaves that fall
And all is gone.
What happened now to then
Is it just imagination
That took one moment
And plays it back as if it's real.
Lips are meant for touching others
Keeping love inside alive
Feeling what each moment offers
Nothing more needs to survive.
Is there something else
Before the shade of grey
Masks the face
We wear.
Hear me, hear me
The day is coming
Like leaves that fall
And all is gone.
Olympics, 2008
And the bluebird lifts its wing
As a mother cries as her baby
Sucks a teat that's dry.
And a leaf falls from a tree
As the watcher feels its poetry
And a woman straps on dynamite
And the world cries and they all die.
And the bluebird flys away
With a gold necklace it will swing
As the world watches listening to
The blue bird sing raising tears
While another cries herself; to sleap....
The Smile You Left Behind By D. C. Bianchino for my friend Fabrizio and son Mattieo
You smiled for me for several hours
As I held you in my arms.
And without a fear you left us here
Because you were homeward bound.
The stars you somehow knew so well
Were calling you to them.
Like in these words my memory fires
As I remember when.
Two years too soon my baby son
You graced my life with each.
But not a day that does go by
It's you for whom I reach.
For fate brought us together
As destiny apart
And there hasn't been a day since then
That you haven't touched my heart.
With that smile that you have left behind
My fearless son above.
For it has grown these last five years
In me with you; I love.
You Help Me Go On
You help me go on
You that stranger
You I haven't met
You at a distance
You I can't forget.
You help me go on
With being me
One among many
Each face I see.
Here there, earthen ware
Knowing well this we share
You help me go on
With what I do
I see it clear in me through you.
You help me go on
Even when I scream
Feeling the weight
Of this human being.
And then there you are
Making it too
Just like me
Passing on through
And you help me go on
With being true.
Your face, your voice
Your gifts, your choice
That indelible spark
That lights the dark
To leave its mark.
You help me go on
When life seems wrong
To feel again like you I belong
Knowing we're together
Writing this song
You help me go on.
Like the snake I watched
That shed its skin
And left for me to remember when
In order to grow what is within
One must leave behind
The old that's been.
Like the Beetles I heard
That sang their songs
Just like them
You help me go on
You help me go on
You help me go on
Just like them
You help me go on.....
THE SMITH'S
(In the heart of the song The GOLD glitters.)
The Smith's
Gold glitters by hand of the Smith's
Rough made smooth as a monolith
This is the truth of the alchemist
One like the other, like fog is to mist.
As a bracelet weaved of the finest stones
Speaks inside of the weavers when shown
Like bone to marrow and marrow to bone
Eternally present, eternally known.
And when fires make the metals weep
The soul inside will never sleep
For that is when it's made complete
Like diamond is, to which it seats.
So with power, and tools, and eyes that cast
Forged by the master with fineries fast
Will hold the future as does the past
Shaped, designed, and sized to last.
For the master Smith the earth it wakes
And from the deep its secrets take
Passing them on to one's namesake
That passes it on in what they make;
The Smiths...
ALL ABOUT YOU
I just want to sing a love song
A song that says that I love you
I just want to sing a love song
Just because I know I really do.
Right now I am in a field of wild flowers
With mountains, trees, and sky in view
Butterflies with birds that do their calling
And so it is that I am calling too.
I whiff the scent of perfumes,of the Goddess
Her purity it fills my body deep
I take from her this gift my soul it nourishes
A memory lest forgotten I shall keep.
Crickets and chirps and buzzings
The sound of a river like wind through leaves
All this,like a silent auction,
No place,in this heart to grieve.
I just want to sing a love song
And join this choir near
I just want to sing a love song
A love song for you to hear.
The tiniest of strawberries add their taste
A dessert no substitute could replace
And the clover I pick and the tickling ticks
Everything's perfect there's nothing to fix.
'Cause this is a love song I want to share
A song that says that I love you
I just want to sing a love song
Just because I really do.
Now, clouds of thunder and flashes of light
Add to the real the beauty and sight
Now rain that pelts my home my van
Feeling the power of nature's hand.
(Like the quick of the moment that leaves its brand
To understand.)
Tomorrow more berries will ripen
Like those that came today
And so will clouds above them
As will those who follow the WAY.
And the WAY is the wonder of nature
Like these words that try to say
And the music is really the love song
And you are the instrument to play.
I just want to sing a love song
A love song I know that's true
I just want to sing a love song
Because this love song is all about YOU!
AN AFTERNOON WITH ASHLEY
The sand was soft
As the spot in my heart
That was left there.
The river flowed
Meandering its way
As we did.
And the sky was clear
As the smile on your face
That love hid,
As we sang and danced
With heavy breath
That laughter rid.
Then Woody Allen
Stumbled with words
That his desire threw.
But he understood
The reasons behind
What you knew.
Like a seed one plants
With a gentle kiss
The one that grew,
And so we left it there
Just like that
'Cause it was true.
And the leaves they peaked
On that day
Just for us.
As the apple did
With its fresh red skin
We both would touch.
And like the sheep we watched
We too were led
'Cause we let go.
And because of it
We saw the web
In trees that sew.
And the ring that felt
To you so real
A weaved one like
The web would seal
The love we shared
That made us feel
That afternoon
Its freedom heal.
Now later ( That evening)
Just to let you know
I watched the moon of balance
(The one half black and half white.)
Appear out of a well defined cloud.
(Those kind you can see
Without obtrusive lights) only to stand
In front of that cold vast space
Reaching into the stillness of the unknown.
And I thought about our conversation
Concerning the ending of Good and Evil
That some still want to hang on to.
But, there it was, confirming that illusion,
Illuminating one and all with the real truth.
Stay FREE my love,
Stay Free!
Sara's Home On The Dundee
I found my favorite smell
In the Lilly Of The Valley.
Her white bells, her green stem
Shouldered leaves; she within.
I caught her scent
Through May's back door.
A spring walk through air
She poured.
From patch of her earthen floor
And so I bent, for want of more.
I reached for her
As one who's meant
To feel the truth she represents
To share with her, her innocence
Inhaling her, as I went.
And yes I felt divine come through
And all the wrongs right then they flew
Seeing what love can do
Just like these thoughts bare witness too.
Some say a witch of which she's not
Some see her walking on this spot
(I have not)
But felt myself being drawn to learn
This place, this spot, on the Dundee's turn.
In quiet I feel my heart its beat.
Birds that chirp, I hear them speak.
No poles with current, run the road.
No pavement either, just ground that holds
Memories that are long since cold.
A house abandoned in the wood
Left decaying where it stood
Windows shuttered grey its pine
A house that was, lost in time.
Now the lilies in field and stone
A testament to one still home
Welcoming those who just might pass
From fragrant scent, within the grass.
Where Hope Survives
Let me paint you with words
Too embarrassed to drip.
Let me capture in pigments
Through thoughts as they slip;
From my mind.
Let your beauty fall
On my canvas as such
So hearts of another
Will long just to touch;
You!
Let this canvas hang
In air in the Louvre
Let your skin your beauty
In others be moved;
As I.
Let me capture you
And your sacred scent
Like the rose will the heart
For who it is meant;
Like now....
Let others spend
A lifetime with you
Knowing your beauty
Will always be true;
And alive.
For fresh is the word
That travels through time
As paint before
It has time to dry;
Will.
So, I'll be with you
As with words that stare
Up from paper
A canvas with flair;
With flow.
Like a seed that was born
Never to die
Becomes so it can
Forever just lie, where hope survives;
As LOVE....
Now I See
I am my soulmate! The pair of wolves waiting on the top of the mountain.
This mountain where I shall build my home, I stand alone, completed, as ONE!
The light, the dark.
The male, the female.
The unconscious, the conscious.
Both awake! Like smoke that never separates.
Like breath inhaled, exhaled.
Like day, like night.
Like sand and stone.
Like tree and earth.
A completion of itself for itself.
Two halves whole, enjoined, completing the circle.
By Grace, through Grace, for Grace.
Laughing at the pleasure, while respecting it,
My true self....
Love Is....4-10-2008
Love is a ride on a Ferris wheel
A roller coaster that makes us squeal.
It takes each turn that you can feel
And adds a rush that says it's real.
It's high it's low it's all around
It's in it's out it's up it's down.
It is what has that is no doubt
It is alive and all about.
'Cause love is thick as air that's thin
Carries you up; and in.
Wrapped inside its textured skin
For that in truth is where its been.
It's like a flower inside that holds
Natures honey that is its gold.
Waiting just to let it go
And what it means to let it flow.
With LOVE LOVE LOVE!
Much like the skin on a maple tree
Inside sweet water when tapped will be.
There for the taste and eyes to see
Love in its making sets the soul free!
With LOVE LOVE LOVE!
So this is what it means to love
Inside the body of one that does.
For love is the pulse and each breath we take
And life is the gift whenever we make,
LOVE LOVE LOVE!......Because, Love Is....
Whenever She's Around.....April 2nd 2008
And she walks like a star
That's been shinning forever.
Her light hits the dark
Where light, has not never.
And she brings it to life
And she does it whenever;
She's around.
She is so magnificent
Angels feel they must repent.
Before that eternal fire
THAT FLAME that's forever higher.
Whenever she's around.
Her radiance always pours
Safron scents and music scores
Leaving me wanting more
Waiting for the next encore.
And her light
Is a magic thing.
Burning love that it brings
Lighter than a feathered wing
Making sweet its offering.
Whenever she's around
Whenever she's around
Whenever she's around
The dark can't make a sound
Losing all, all its ground
And ties are all unbound
And love is always found
Whenever she's around
Whenever you're around....
Painted Lips...4-25-08
Painted lips aflame!
And eye with light, the soul it tames.
Where time is lost and still remains
With thoughts in mind from whence it came.
Beauty of one just leaps!
And touches love that never sleeps.
Through ages as in death it keeps
Like breath of air its memory's deep.
I see the spirit I have known
Its image held since child.
Like a babe in the belly of the sun
That takes to the tree in the wood of the forest.
Like whispers from voice
Touches places like dew
Calling one as one that's true
Knowing well that voice not new.
And the butterfly lifts its wings.
And the bird breaks its shell.
And the frog waits in front of the door.
And the horse runs free the field.
And the star explodes within with song,
That ferries rain and wind.
As the elephant lifts its trunk.
And the lion purrs.
As stalks with sunflowers reach up from the Ganges
Touching clouds passing by
While painted lips kiss the nighttime sky.
Mud And Myth...March 30, 2008
A hand, a smile.
An eye, a tear.
A taste, a smell.
A voice, an ear.
Flesh that ages
So with lines.
Marks left
Alone in time.
Filled with talent
Body's swing.
Thumbprints different
As they sing.
(Even though it won't be long
Before the honey is all gone.)
Fingers stretch
Notes that speak.
Channeling life
And death that meet.
Trying to reach
A place without,
Between what's not
But is about.
Why and what
Is and isn't.
This and that
Did and didn't.
It's a journey
Made to do.
Where it lies
Just for you.
As it's essence
Carries with
Thoughts in myriads
Mud and myths....
Lady Bug....Feb 23, 2008
Lady bug lady bug
Land on thee
Lady bug lady bug
Set me free
Lady bug lady bug
Let it be
Lady bug lady bug
You and me.
Lady bug lady bug
I am blue
Lady bug lady bug
It is true
Lady bug lady bug
If you do
Lady bug lady bug
I'll love you.
Lady bug lady bug
Yellow wing
Lady bug lady bug
You I sing
Lady bug lady bug
I will bring
Lady bug lady bug
You a ring.
Lady bug lady bug
Here today
Lady bug lady bug
Came my way
Lady bug lady bug
If you stay
Lady bug lady bug
We will play.
Songs Chamber Door
Your beauty impales
As one that catches their breath.
It reaches out, reaches in to the chamber
Where all love songs are born
To be given their light.
Your gift is a note
That floats above the clouds
Raining on them a diamond dust
Carried by distant stars,
And captured by hearts and eyes
When in your presence.
You that brings the blossom to fruit
And sweet to taste.
You that opens that chamber door
And song escapes sweetening the air
For all that breathes from you that wakes.
You who's beauty is more than thoughts
That find their place.
But is the desire that co-creates
For love that waits on you
And, your beautiful; face.....
On The Belly Of Clouds....dec 2nd, 2007
She gave me her bed to lie
And I slept with her
As one would sleep
With air.
Like words that float
On the belly of clouds
Together with mystery
Wrapped in its shroud.
That endless form
Of changing shapes
Weaving itself
Through open space.
Casting its shadows
And light through eyes
Conscious of being
All things alive,
From whence it pours
Watering its seeds.
Another Christmas Without You...Dec 4 2007
It's another Christmas without you
Another Christmas I must do
Another christmas without the cheer
It's another Christmas to feel a tear.
And, it's really really a sad thing
When Santa forgets my love to bring
As I wait again to feel alone
And wish that I could feel at home.
And yet, I've watched this night shoot a star
And a river shimmer from a light afar,
And I felt the air its starkness catch
Breathing in its awesomeness.
And I heard the jingle bells that ring
And the quiet sound a sleigh will bring
To ears that hear sweet whisperings
On a Christmas Eve their offerings.
So, I'll hold you in my thoughts
And watch the tears flow again
Wishing that somehow you knew
It's another Christmas I must do
Another Christmas; without having you
As still I wait, for my love that's; true...
Chocolate Eyes.....Nov 29 2007
Chocolate eyes sweeten the senses
In the one that sees their spark.
Eyes of light filling this cave
Fingering walls waiting in dark.
Like desire that takes
A snake like form
Shedding its skin
To be reborn,
Chocolate eyes leave their pleasure
Sweetening the life
To whom
They look on....
My Poetry And You.....11-20-2007
I don't need no tailor
To show the world it's true
I don't need no tailor
To make it all look new.
I just need to let it show
What tailors cannot do
I just need to let it be
And all I need is you.
You that sees beneath the style
That shows what lies within
You the tailor cannot know
That is beneath its skin.
Yes you that sees outside the sphere
That has the eye that has the ear
That does not cloak what tailors fear
To think outside what lies in here.
I don't need no tailor
I don't need no threads to fan
I don't need no color schemes
That say what only feelings can.
I just need the flowers scent
That floats with clouds without their wings
I just need the rainbows edge
That saturates the sky it brings.
I don't need no tailor
I don't need what makes askew
I don't need no tailor
Just these close with tear, and; you.
Me And You
I don't need another muse.
Not since the time I spent with you.
No one else could take your place,
No one else has such a face.
And what I have is the poetry
To bring me back for me to see...you!
You my friend so few have been
Until the turn to both transend.
When feelings took on wings that flew
Flying away with what they knew,
And what is true.
(Love exists, Move mountains)
So here we are both moving on
With wind to carry wings with song.
And whether low, or whether high
True passion is the whole damn sky!
(Feeling feelings, each one alive!)
And so I feel what is real..You!
See, your heart is like a Golden Chalice
Filled with love, compassion....a...palace.
I know because, once again
I read our poetry and remember when
There never was; a truer friend....
And for that...I love; YOU!
That's What I Do
I play to the mountain
I play to the sea
I play to the clouds
Standing over me.
I play to the church
Where steeple stands
I play to the emptiness
That time expands.
I play to the rocks
I play to the wind
I play to the fields
The song within.
I play to the hearts
I play to the souls
I play to the young
Who will never grow old.
I play to the hawk
I play to the night
I play to the stars
That give their light.
I play to the snows
I play to the rains
I play to the past
That holds its name.
I play it now
It cannot die
I play its memory
And watch it fly.
I play to the feeling
Inside that's true
I play the God
That plays for you.
That's what I do
That's what I do
I play the God
That plays for you
That's what I do.
AS ONE....Nov...3rd 2007
AS ONE
I smell you from the deepest part of being,
And I taste you when the morning light it brings.
Yes you that I have swallowed as a lover does with earth
Carrying with it memories from pores it gives in birth.
Yes you, closer than skin I wear with pungent smell
That graces air, like a flower given to it scent
Will stay for its own sweet intent.
And that because a love as none
So two together become ONE
As do I, with your fragrance lies...
Fools On An Adventure.....
Fools on an adventure
Laughing when the pleasure hits.
Feeling like a child
That somehow got away with it!
But then thoughts get in the way
That come along that try to sway
Trying to make divide
This pleasure that one cannot hide
Enjoying the ride, ride ride.
Now night is when the dance begins
That dances with what is within
That one that meets its perfect form
That makes the soul each time reborn.
Enjoying what adventures do
That please child in me and you
When laughter comes along
Defying what some think as wrong.
But memory never seems to care
Even though it wasn't there
To take pleasure who knows where
(I think it's jealous this I swear.)
Just wants to take it for itself
And who knows, whatever else
And do whatever does with it
With memory that upon it sits.
But we're just fools on an adventure
Seeing what's inside the shell
And so we don't need no censor
Just what laughter has to tell
Just what laughter has to tell
Because it knows us really; well!
What Are You Going To Leave Behind?....Sept, 28,2007
What are you going to leave behind, I say
What are you going to leave behind today
What are you going to leave behind that's real
What are you going to leave behind to feel- today.
Who do you see in that morning mirror
Is it a stranger who looks back at you
Who do you see that holds that terror
Is it the one that knows that it's true.
What will you do that others will find
What will you do to be given that's free
What will you do in order to shine
What on this day will set yourself free.
Will it be sun that heats the stone
That warms the body upon that sits
Bringing to light the gift it holds
Just to know the meaning of it.
What are you going to leave behind today
To know you lived and will survive
What are you going to leave behind I say
That says it's you that was alive.
What will you leave behind?
The Meltdown....Sept, 21, 2007
I have a melt down
Whenever you're around.
I have a meltdown
And my heart just hits the ground.
I have a meltdown
And I cannot make a sound.
I have a meltdown
And I'm nowhere to be found.
You do this thing that I can't see,
And it happens every time to me.
Almost like I'm going to fly
And leave my body behind to die.
I feel like I will come apart
From this feeling every time it starts.
Just happens like a fire that's hot
And melt's whatever is around that spot.
I smile, I laugh, and I feel this joy,
And my body it feels like a gumby toy.
And I know it's something that I don't control,
So real, so free seems from my soul.
It is that feeling that's euphorical,
And so to pass on this oracle.
Because, I don't love you (Not in that way)
But this feeling IS LOVE, and that's all I can say.
I Love You....
Is This The Woman That I love? Sept 28,2007
Is this the woman that I love
That puts a light on in my heart
The woman where there is no other
The one for which each day it starts
Tis it you that adds the color
In the rainbows that I see
Tis it you that is the lover
Yes the one that sets me free
Is it you that melts the ice
On the coldest winter night
Is it you who's voice I've known
That sings this song with golden light
Tell me fair if it is
You that dream the one that's true
For if it is then all is right
But only if my love; it's YOU!
That Beautiful Face With Song....Sept...07
Air held its breath when she walked by.
And the moon it fell right out of the sky.
And the earth it shook and started to cry,
Because of her beauty, so rare to the eye.
See, I was lucky, I got up close.
We were singing songs, just having fun.
And, when her eyes closed? The world became bigger,
Now able to look at the beauty she held.
And she, with a smile that said: "It's okay,
You can look, and, take your time, I'm in no hurry.
Because, that's what I'm here for."
And so I did.
And I never saw such a beautiful face, every inch of it.
And what I felt was; well, I just wanted to hold her.
It seemed so natural that we both would do that!
But, that's not the way it was; not for her.
So all I could do was smile at the thought,
And also wondered why, it seemed so right.
But, that's when I knew about air, and the moon,
And the earth that would shake, with a tear to cry.
Why? Because; so did I.
I Fell In Love In Spain
I fell in love in Spain
And my heart's just not the same--without you.
I've never felt like this before
When my heart knew it for sure--it was you.
You woke in me this feeling I didn't know I had
And now I'm feeling love and it's making me feel sad--away from you.
My thoughts are now from yesterday here with me in today
Every moment memories play remembering why I feel this way---about you!
You opened me up so wide, even what I tried to hide
But now you are deep inside in a place no one had ever tried
And it's really kind of scary this place I've never been
"Cause I don't know how to do this, I don't know how to swim
With this love that's now within, without you
And this love I cannot reason why, I just do.
I remember everything you said, the looks, the smiles,
Your eyes, your lips, and this feeling some call Bliss.
And so I am in yesterday re-living moments though far away
Yet as close as every breath I take with a love that I just cannot shake
Because I fell in love in Spain and my heart hasn't felt the same
Without you.
It was the beach, it was the sand, the dance we didn't plan
It was the confidence that was raw it was you that I saw
I felt your heart the heart that's true it was my heart that felt it too
It was simple it was real it was you that I could feel.
And like the breeze that held your name
I felt it all as I felt Spain---in; you!
Flawless August 23, 2007
The Goddess With The Golden Dreads
The river held its breath when Flawless took her clothes off
To dive into its spring fed water. Her Golden Dreads, like
A train of lures, and freed like the fauna being brushed by the river's flow,
Awoke its residents who'd been sleeping below.
The turtles and frogs bowed as she passed, and the river's snakes
Layed on their backs just to look at her. The half moon shined
Its light over her perfect form, and a silhouette showed off a Goddess
More beautiful than had ever been seen before.
Moon kept Desire in its reach as she swept through the river that received her,
Welcoming her touch, that touch that made even the water thirst.
In the wake that followed her, so did a florescence that lit
Angelic looking fish to bloat with anticipation, and an ecstasy they
Had never known.
When she came to stand, the water that she graced, and that felt her every inch,
Tried to hang on only to slip off with tiny silver droplets that hissed
From the burn of her flawless body. (Much like a lover torn from its love
When in the heat of their passion, only to be returned to some dark place
It came from.)
Now the moon blushed seeing such perfection, while nervously watching
This true bed of Desire. It was then that she reflected her own
Internal flame setting the moon's other side on fire.
When Flawless left the river, its residents were unable to sleep,
So filled with her image, an image too the river has since not forgot.
Because, whenever the moon is in its half time, she swims as before
(Again from that memory) and its residents once more are fed
With Flawless, the Goddess with the Golden Dreads.
Your Keeper
Like night that wears on
And thoughts they are flung
I'll watch for you
I'll be the one.
Though quiet I'll be
I'm your eyes to see
I'll watch for you
So you can be free!
I won't let you stumble
Or cross that divide
I'll keep you safe
So you won't have to hide.
I'll watch what you say
When night wants its way
And the veil that protects you
Has fallen like day.
For jealous I am
When it comes down to you
And those spirits those dark
They know this is true.
And when that monster
On you wants to leap
It will see me there
And your treasure will keep.
And when it is time
I'll say we must go
With look in the eyes
That one that you know.
For I am the Owl
On your shoulder that sits
The keeper for you
The eyes that stay lit.
For precious you are
Through this journey called time
And I'm here to protect you
Just as if you were mine.
For your beauty is one
That's without as within
And I am your keeper
With feather for Wind....
Light Wing Bird....July 15, 2007
Fluttering wings exercise
Getting them ready so they can fly
Waiting for mother food to bring
Depending on her to do her thing.
But she won't be back it is time
For them to leave and meet the sky
Her job is done as her tie
No matter the plea that's in their cry.
She built the nest
Laid the eggs
Sat on them
(And the rest)
Kept them warm
Till they hatched
Fed them till
Wings would match
Body's that
Were attached.
She fed them well through open beak
And taught them how they should speak
And what to do and what to seek
And when their turn to repeat.
But now it was her own time
To face a season she'd call mine
To gain her strength and to unwind
And just to see what she could find.
Like perfect tree I see that mates
With purple plumes that decorate
That calls the bee to penetrate
Until that time to generate.
And so she takes her time to rest
Between the season to undress
Until again nature tests
And makes the call with life to bless.
Now mystery it will reclaim
Whatever deems or does ordain
Like breath or brow like that which rains
That soaks the ground and fire's flame.
And though a boast of beast will haunt
Suffering those to fill its wants
The seed will flourish that it taunts
No matter how the beast it flaunts.
For like the Aum that ryhmes with home
The hungry beast will never own
The Manna that's inside the bone
That is the soul the seed has known.
And so the night it comes to pass
And light wing bird is gone to catch
Filling first its basic needs
Then to planting; its own seeds.
Fragile And Strong....Sept...19, 2007
She's fragile as cotton
Yet strong as its strings.
She is the flower
Its soul is her wings.
She feels what she feels
And let's it all show.
And when it is time
She let's it all go.
She is the cloak
The clothes that we wear.
She is the tear
That's always right there.
Her tears they come
For the flower she brings.
She's fragile as cotton,
And in; everything.
Sacred And Seamless.............June 7-2007
Her Soul shines with signature
Sacred and seamless from room to room.
Ways with deep simplicity
Hold a peace like one's love for the moon.
Shades of color wrap one's heart
With Goddesses and Buddhas
And butterflies their art.
With pinks, purples, yellows and green
Blue and white trim, and browns in between.
Eireen, and Isolt, Pele and Shelt
Their words of love are felt throughout.
She sits...I stand
She sits...I kneel
She sits...I crave
She sits...I feel
All that she's got.
Love is abundance (Not material)
Like a child who knows love
Without being taught.
Tapestries decorate togetherness with form
Just like the sunflower that survived the storm.
And I sit in her presence taking her in
Sacred and seamless, without; as within.....
The Beach Comber.....may 15...2007
I walk the beach through sands that sift
Between the toes through tide and rift.
I look for things the sea has sent
Upon the shore where they are spent.
It is the call from piper's past
That plays the coast with net to catch
The likes of me to teach and cast
The bait of line for it to last.
And so it is I walk the beach
To shore the sands of time from breach
To leave behind what I might tell
By adding voice to sea and shell.
Honoring Life
Her beauty rips desire in half
Exposing one's naked truth.
She's an Elizabeth Taylor
A four point crystal
Dazzling in her poignant youth.
Her body sweeps through desert brush
Igniting as she passes
As seeds begin to shoot their stems
As time ignores the lapses.
Her image lights the path that leads
Through death its chamber door unhinged.
Where love renews its soulful purpose
When filled with pleasure it begins.
For now a spring its source has sprung
An oasis in the madness
Wanting just to drink from her
And take away the sadness.
And, with fruit to pair with skillful knife
Digesting all she has to give,
This my friend to honor life
And what it means for life to live,
For she that holds the mystery
And makes the waves each one to rise,
Takes desire torn in half
And seals it through bold flaming eyes.
Her hands cup every path
Even paths without a face
Spreading legs in spite of that
Open to the will of grace.
And like the knife that tears through skin
Getting to the flesh within,
She accepts what has been torn
So seed can once more; take its form.
You Light Up My World...May 11, 2007
You light up my world
And give it eyes to see.
You fill it with color
And geography.
And all I need
Is to think of you
And there you are
You're in full view.
You light up my world
And give it music to hear.
Music so deep
It needs not my ear.
Yet every note
Is a diagram of you
And there again,
You are in my view.
You light up my world
And erase all my fears.
And that because
You're always right here.
All I need, is to feel
What is true.
And there again,
You're in my view.
You light up my world
And the roses give scent.
With a fragrance that speaks
To the heart where it's meant.
And it touches and does things
No flower can do,
Because there again,
You're in my view.
You light up my world
With a taste for this life.
And my spirit is fed
Enjoying each bite.
And I take each mouthful
And I chew and I chew
Because once again;
You're in my view!
And, I love you....Happy Mother's day...
I Call Her Springtime...July 18...2007
I call her Springtime...Why?
Because she's so fine
Always fresh always new
Forever young forever true.
I call her Springtime...Why?
Because she's in my heart
She's in my head
Where dreams are fed; with her.
I call her Springtime...Why?
Because there's no one else
That lifts me just the way
She does.
She's the freshness that I taste
And she's always in first place
She's the feeling in the air
The one that's always there; for me.
I call her Springtime...Why?
Springtime... IS.... MINE!
17? June 15, 2007
She writes like a song bird
On a Saturday night
Singing with words
That make you take flight
With trees and stars
Reflecting her thoughts
Stilled with landscape
Together she's brought
Her eyes shine
With anticipation
She's the fulcrum the light
For the new generation
She writes from seeds
That come from her heart
She's fed in dreams
And she's mountains apart
She raises her skirt
For the world to see
Her naked form
In her poetry
She's a sunflower against
A vanilla sky
A paper bear
Full of surprise
She has the gift
The poet's eye
And something more
She doesn't try
Her dreams are filled
With vibrant color
Symbolically tailored
In flowing dress
Like when a cloud
Purple rained on them
Washing them white
She saw love no less
She lays with an old man
And sings him a song
She's as comfortable there
As one who belongs
Belongs to the spirit
That has the same goal
Like that dream the way
It spoke to her soul
Now in that dream
She's on top of a mountain
(This she tells in retrospect)
A thousand people form a great circle
And while holding hands recite
"When souls connect"
That poem is one
That is her favorite
It talks about love
A love that is shared
Shared with others
Who come to find it
Just as she had
Because she's there
There in that moment
That skips by time
17?
Only if you're blind!
Heart Of Hearts.....May 4th..2007
Oh heart of hearts
Why am I so hard to find
When you are always there
In this heart where we both dine?
I see you there as in the light
Light that comes with day.
And there again when the night
When night just wants to play.
And when I look around
I see you all the time
So heart of hearts please tell me
Why am I so hard to find?
I feel you like the breeze
That whispers to the grass
I see you like the butterfly
Before its wings attach.
I hold you in that place
That place that has no time.
I look in to my heart
And see you there as mine.
Can the outside be separate
When love is there within?
Can the blue bird fly solo
Without the help of wind?
Can love be silenced
Though the earth it may divide.
Can the thief who got away
Can the thief ever hide?
Can you love another
Another without love?
Can you find what isn't lost
Like the sky above.
I love you that is all I know
And you are always there.
You are the very breath
This breath I breathe as air.
And if that heart of hearts
Is just too blind to see,
I'll give it time to find itself
And then, it will find me.....
THE BRIDE...............May 7, 2007...D. C. Bianchino
Reach for life as if she's the bride,
Lay together as one side by side.
It is a gift for the senses to know,
Treat her well and her rivers will flow.
Let each day be your wedding night!
Keep her close hold her tight!
Tell her you love her, and will always be true,
And there's nothing that she, won't give to you.
She will give you things to smell and taste,
Beautiful scents, and foods without waste.
She will let you feel her, and hear what she longs,
Her textures are many, and sweet are her songs.
She will let you see in ways you have not,
For you are the eyes for all that she's got.
She is waiting for you to just open wide,
For she is this EARTH, SHE is; THE BRIDE!
Love's Mystery......4-14-2007
And you swallow what makes the eyes to see,
The D.N.A in all life's mystery.
That which open's hearts to finally be,
Like the soul that finally set's this body free.
And a love is felt that is jealous as the wind.
For nothing can escape or hold this love that lies within.
Like a storm that raises waves to feel again
That ecstacy before the calm decends
To swallow its own mystery, and love; that has no end....
I Stand naked.................April 9 2007...
I stand naked and you don't see me
I move and you're not there.
I wonder what you're thinking
While looking down I see you stare.
Is it something that you're hiding
'Cause it seems that you don't care.
Are you thinking of another
If you are then it's unfair.
What is it that distracts you
That keeps you far away.
'Cause I know I feel your distance
What is it you'd like to say.
Is your soul so incomplete
That my love cannot compete?
Or are you someone else
I know nothing who's about?
If so just let me in
Don't let me feel alone.
Please tell me who you are
Let yourself to me be shown.
I stand before you naked
To give myself to you.
And it seems that you don't see me
And I don't know what to do.
I stand before you naked
With all of me it takes.
I stand before you naked
Now embarrassed and forsaked.
I stand before you naked
With these feelings I must own
I stand before you naked
And wishing you were home.
I took a chance to show myself
And now I feel a fool.
I took a chance you don't know
And felt a breeze one cool.
So if you lost desire
Or love that you can't see.
Please my love don't wait around
And my love will go free.
Because; I stand before you naked
Opened ever wide.
I stand before you naked
With every bit of pride.
I stand before you naked
And feeling something died.
I stand before you naked
And my heart just sat;
And cried.....
Without You.....4-16-2007
It's another day without you
How can I go on?
It's another day without you
With another sad sad song.
And I write it just because
I've got nothing else to do.
All because it's another day
That I am without you.
Do you feel the pain?
Is it the same?
'Cause I know your situation
And that situation is my shame.
Can you read my thoughts?
Feel my saddened heart?
Can you feel my love
Being far apart?
Can this be right?
Can this be wrong?
To have these feelings
For you, that are, so strong?
'Cause, without you now
I don't feel whole
'Cause you are there
You're in my soul.
And I know it's love love love
This feeling that is there.
'Cause there's nothing else that I can do
Because, it's another day without you.
I hope one day you hear this song
On the air where it belong's.
'Cause I want the world to know my love
To feel this feeling I have because
There's nothing else that I can do
Because, it's another day without you.
It's a simple kind of love because, it came so easy
It's something I just knew.
But it's a complicated feeling
'Cause I feel it all the time
And time is something I, don't want to do,
Not without you.
It's a complicated feeling
And I feel it in this rhyme
A rhyme that says that I'm in love with you.
A complicated feeling 'cause I feel it all the time
And time is something I, don't want to do,
Not without you you you, not without; you!....
Thinking About You.....March 25, 2007
Thinking about you
I think about all those things we've done together.
I think about all those times I've watched you.
It always make's me feel so excited,
And it happen's every time when I do.
I think about those things that haven't happened yet.
And that excitement is right there, like when we met.
For certain things are kept in mind forever,
Like the thought of you I never will forget.
You make it happen just for being who you are.
And as I said, the thought of you is never very far.
So when I am alone which, is a lot,
I go into my mind which, hasn't forgot.
'Cause that is where I feel what I felt before,
And it's easy when it's you, I'm only looking for.
'Cause I love you, and I know that, because I'm sure,
And so it is I think about you, always wanting; more!....
Lifting Flowers
Lifting flowers
Fairies feather.
Watching dancer
Spread her wings.
Spirits moving from the center,
Spirits watching everything.
Whether day, or the night
Always there out of sight.
Lifting flowers all together
Showering her with flowers light...
She The Tree.....March 7th, 2007...D. C. Bianchino..
She The Tree
Calls to her
Those of us
Blind to see
The beauty in
Her nature
So natural
And so free.
She waves her branches
Where she stands
A movement for
Her host the land
While underneath
Let's shadows fall
Gracing those of us
She calls,
To witness
She The Tree
Fulfilling her
Sweet destiny
For part she plays
And has to be
Because of love
For you and me
She gives to thee
For She's; The Tree.
And the sweet that decorates
Makes eyes swell and sweat, as if puffing
On a magical, medicinal plant
Taking them to a psychedelic mystery of mind
Where all things are kept; kept to be nurtured
For the senses, assuring us the Oneness
Of all things. All things that float in the Oneness
Of mystery as in She The Tree.
Her fruits, ornaments that dangle
Lit by the river that flows through
Hearts, seducing some to paint
With words her perfect form.
A form that keeps rolling over
As in thoughts, trying to see
What else there is to find, like,
Sweet to rind. A narcotic from
Tree to vine, now doing time
Pollinating those that wait
Like bird or bee from She The Tree
To take, as do I, so She can fly,
And NEVER, NEVER; die!
Why, What, And Where....March 20, 2007
Why does one touch one so profoundly
To excite the centers to ignite?
Entering thoughts, thoughts that swim
With the one, carrying them like a mighty river
When rushing a passenger towards the waiting sea?
What is it that we find in another
That isn't found in ten thousand leaves?
What is that, that when we do, it makes us
Somehow once again to believe in you, and; me?
And where are you outside of this thought
That wants you beside it confirming what's real?
And where are you if you're not here
Where are you this one I can feel?
And where will it end this that begins
The wanting it has, is it just ether
Above the sky, or the shade of light
That makes blue? Or, is it THAT LOVE
That entered, that makes the heart renew
What it always has known, through YOU....
Driven
I gave you my time
But I couldn't get through.
I gave you my heart
But it wasn't for you.
I wish that it had
But wishing's not true.
'Cause I know it now
That nothing will do.
Oh it's not your fault
It's just the way we live.
And it's really kind of funny
The kind of love that we give.
For me it's your tease
While others you please.
Doing it naturally
Loving with ease.
But I want you madly
In love with me.
With no one else
You'd rather see.
And no one else
You'd rather I be.
Yes, I want that wholeness
That sets our soul's free!
I want you to feel it
In your heart.
With that feeling of emptiness
When we're apart.
I want that love
So deep it hurts.
Like a bird when sad
That sound that it chirps.
I want you jealous
And possessive too.
And all over me
When I am with you.
I want it all
Your gift to be given.
For love is the ultimate
And so I am driven.
I know this sounds
Like a fairy tale.
These things that I want
Though my love it has failed.
But, it is what I want
That love in the NOW.
It's not to control
Just love with the Tao.
And if this leaves
One little spark.
And this love I pour
Leaves love's mark.
Then I'll walk to you
(Though another stood back.)
And we'll be those wolves
Looking down; at the pack.....
I Stand In Your Hallway...March 2nd 2007 D. C. Bianchino
I stand in your hallway
While others get in
For your cookies and milk
And I just get thin.
I wonder why
You close your door
Leaving me outside
While for others you poured.
Yet still I wait
In that hallway that's dark
Hoping that one day
Your door you will crack.
The most cherished of gifts
Is the gift of the self
And I wonder why
Your's goes to somebody else.
And still I wait
In front of your door
Wait to get inside
For that milk, you have
Stored....Because;
I know, it is there...
FAR AWAY....Feb, 25, 2007...D. C. Bianchino
Well Well Well
My love seems so far away
And here I am feeling what dreams only say.
And time just goes and it's not going my way
But here I am dreaming again yesterday.
And I dream dream dream
And I dream of you.
It seems the only thing,
That I can do.
Maybe it's what keeps me alive
This dream I have one day to arrive.
Do you have the same? Does it have my name?
Or is it just a game, If so what a shame.
Tell me if it's so, I really want to know.
Or are you just a ghost in my dreams
Where I'm the host.
I know we talk a lot, and still there is this spark.
But I wonder if it's really this dream that I can feel.
I know there is this scene where life it comes between,
Keeping us apart, this joining of the hearts.
And I wonder if, we'll walk the heather
To touch this dream we have together,
Or will it just end like this, a love so far away
Our dreams, just; missed.
And still, I'll dream dream dream
I'll dream of you, it seems the only thing,
That I can do....I LOVE YOU....I LOVE YOU...I LOVE YOU...
Laugh With Love..............Feb 22, 2007
Laugh with love
And let the night laugh too!
Feel your love,
That's surrounding you.
Touch that love
That is everywhere.
Laugh with love
It is in; the air....
I See Your Face Feb.18,2007
I see your face in my soul.
And; Its really a deep, dark feeling;THIS LOVE.
Much darker than the nights before when my soul would leave.
Because; Now it covers me inside and out with its mystical web.
Like a veil weaved of gold thread attaching me to THIS, and this that wants more of THAT!
THIS, that is in the bliss of the ether, the BREATH that breathes, breathes its sweet self from IT,
To me, Through you~
The true face inside my soul.
Sacred Waters.......Feb 9, 2007 D. C. Bianchino
I drink from your
Sacred waters
Those waters that came
From our mother's tears
I drink and I feel replenished
Dispelling the myth of those ancient fears
The Owl approves that stands by us
Letting the night have its way
For nothing can come between us
No more will fear have the say
The garden has called us as before
To be and so this birth
Preparing the way for those to come
To be a light for this our earth
And so it is that we must shine
To show the way though dark the night
Lighting with flame so eyes can see
Just as the Owl to give her; sight.
I Am There....1-26-07.....D. C. Bianchino www.thefourthpath.com
A clip of your hair,
And I am there---
( I love you so much! )
It is there beyond the grave-complete.
Seducing my mind and my soul
With its power of you, speaking to me.
It is as if; I've been allowed, inside you,
Into that place, that only God has been,
And I; so long to be.
A clip of your hair,
And the winds of the Sahara, swirl and sweep
Sands made smooth, ( Just for us )
Making way for true love to walk its dunes,
And share its virgin bed...
A clip of your hair,
More prescious than the finest of jewels,
Wears around my neck, touching my heart
With a golden hew, lighting my soul
With its glow.
A clip of your hair,
And I am there,
I am there;
With you!...From one clip, of your hair...
I love you....
Daniel
Swollen
The river swollen brown
Makes its way to the sea
Carrying with it all
Of yesterday's debris.
Tomorrow it will still
With blue and green to be
Until it swells again so much
It must empty; to be free!
ANNA...Just To Let You Know...Jan, 25, 07
When I hold you in my arms, my thoughts stop.
And when our tongues touch, it's as if they are one.
My restless soul becomes still, and a joy fills the spaces
In my mind, and there's no place that I'd rather be,
Than with you, and THAT love, that hold's back time...
See; mountains that once were, just dissolve, as if to
Melt into the ether, the great void, that can only be described,
As pure consciousness, pure bliss. Proving that love exists,
THAT love, not even day can take away- I know!
Because, today the touch remain's. Why? Because,
It is what was behind it! And so today, the blues
Look bluer, as do the greens and reds. And the troubles
Of all the yesterdays, have joined the living dead.
All because, you are there instead.
And so it is I wait for you, on the top of the mountain.
With THAT love that stills the seas, moves mountains,
And find's itself everywhere! With THAT love, I wait;
For you!.... LOVE; Daniel....
Black Alice.......D. C. Bianchino Jan-23-07...www.thefourthpath.com
Black Alice when on the move
Every turn she takes is smooth.
Can't get enough of her because,
Every inch of her is LOVE.
Her breath it sets the soul on fire
She takes you to that place that's higher.
Black Alice she is the ONE
That is the setting of the sun.
Her lips are night's only fuse
All the stars are her's to use.
And when her light sweeps the sky
Stars ignite and want to fly.
Black Alice opens the doors
To shades of dark not seen before.
And if so lucky she should kiss
She always leaves you with her bliss.
Black Alice is the silhouette
That makes the body want to sweat.
She is the thought you cannot shake
And so it is, one long's to take.
And when she finally says goodbye
She leaves you with her in your eye.
Until the next time she does grace
To take you to her sacred place.
THAT PLACE....D. C. Bianchino...Jan, 30, 2007
The Owl watches as dams break
Spewing liquid love.
Washing, soaking, cleansing and healing,
While on its way to the Sacred Sea.
Because, Isis, Venus, Athena and Lilith
Their love imprisoned was being freed.
And so the journey long overdue
Attracts the Wolf, as in you, and me.
The Wolf thirsty drinks from her waters,
Licking her wounds along the way.
Answering the call that awoke inside them,
Just as the Sun calls on day.
Lost in the passion of purified pleasure,
Waves rise from the ocean's floor.
Reaching like fingers cradling a candle,
Reaching for That Place; without a shore!...
For You To Feel Good!
Just want to write a song
That makes you feel good.
Too know I could, just for you.
So I guess it must start with a moment,
This one that's brand new,
Just for you!
'Cause everything's right here and now,
And everyone that see's you
Say's wow! wow! wow!.
You! You! You!
There's no one around quite like you!
You make everyone smile
And feel worthwhile,
Yes you do! do! do!
Even rain smiles, coming down,
And dances for us
When it hits the ground.
Like the sun that shines,
Or those cloudy days.
The smile that you show
It goes both ways,
And we're save, save, saved!
You're my friend, you're my friend,
And I love you for that,
And so so beautiful, just to look at.
And so it is, I'm inspired to write,
Here and now, in this moment that's light.
With the thought of you, here in the now,
Seeing you smile, and thinking,
Wow! Wow! Wow!
I want to eat you all up
And just be with you
Never let go
Keep it brand new
Get lost in that love
The one that is true
It's all in this moment
'Cause that's what you do,
'Cause you smile, smile, smile,
And everything becomes;
Worthwhile....'Cause YOU
Smile! smile! smile! And that is
The WOW that is NOW!....
THE VOW OF NOW
I will be here with you with no distractions; right now.
I will lose myself in you; right now.
I will mix with you in this moment; right now.
I will love you as no other; right now.
My heart and my soul will be yours; right now.
My purpose will come together; right now.
I will be with you as ONE forever; right now.
This I vow to you; right now!
Waking......December 24, 2006...D. C. Bianchino
A rain day in San Marcos,
With Sun and rain
In my heart.....
Upon waking this morning
This came to me....
I went to the deepest part of my being
And found you there.
You were there last night,
And again this morning.
And so my despair, and yet,
This tormented joy.
But that's OK, it shows
I care.
You would think I'd be happy,
Ever rejoicing now that I found
What I was looking for.
But how can I be,
When you haven't found
What I've been granted, (or cursed)
To see, that is, you; and me....
I wish I had other distractions, but;
No I don't! that's over now. why?
Because I found you there
In the deepest part of my being,
And, I cannot live the lie!
So it is, that I am filled with this fear,
That time will run out,
Before you and I in a physical way,
Will lie together, and too be about.
Because, I went to the deepest
Part of my being, and found you there
Where reason itself became humble
To say, " The love you found
I cannot argue, or try to sway.
Because you are night, and they
Are day; THAT IS the Sacred Pair;
Because, you went to the deepest
Part of your being, where they both stay."
And so it is for now to feel this joy unfair,
Because, I went to the deepest
Part of my being, and saw, us; there!
I Swim With You.....D. C. Bianchino..Dec 27-2006
I swim with your
Light and your glory
I swim with the thought
Of you.
I swim with it deep
Inside me
I swim with it
More than what's true.
I swim with it
When I am happy
And especially when
I am sad.
I swim with it
When there's no story
Or witness to what
Makes me glad.
I swim with you
In these quiet rooms
Like a bath in
Suttle perfumes.
I swim with you
In that sacred place
Where the blood meets
The dark of the moon.
I swim with you
You that is everywhere
In everything
That I touch.
I swim with you
More than just yesterday
Because I, just love you;
So much....
Candles......Dec, 26, 2006...D. C. Bianchino
Ten candles burn outside,
One burns inside all alone.
Ten candles giving night some light,
While the one inside just burns
The bone.
It must be another Christmas,
Or the rejection of last week.
Or maybe it's what the soul
Goes through, before it goes
To sleep.
Or maybe it's just plain bad luck,
Or karma for the past.
Or maybe it's nothing more than this,
Candles, that don't; last....
So Warm, So Warm! Inspired by my Jaimie, my Soul.... Dec.5,'06
I never thought I'd feel like this
Wanting to love you every day
I never thought I'd want a kiss
That would never go away
I never thought I'd love someone
With a love that felt so pure
I never thought I'd say these words
This love I have is sure~ Amor, Amor.
I stare at you I stare at you
Through eyes that see complete
A beauty that my soul's compelled
To rise for it must speak
It does when I'm alone in thought
Thoughts just filled with you
And so I write them down because
That is what I do
'Cause you are who I think about
When morning fills with light
'Cause you are always with me now
And so it is I write
And when I'm in your presence
The words just melt away
For everything is so complete
There's nothing more to say
For there's a glow that says it all
I know it's always true
'Cause everytime I feel so warm
When I am next to you....I love you.
YOU...Inspired by My Jaimie , My Soul...Dec 3-06
YOU
You teased my heart
Till it played
It's song of love
The one it held so deep
I didn't even know
Where it was
Or, if it even existed.
Yes you
The one that awoke
This music within
That music that some
May even call its sin
As if it's a place
Not to be crossed
Like a place reserved
For some false Gods.
Yet when the music played
It rose within me
Like a magical wave
That washes, polishing
Stones into gems
Gems to be set and worn
By the newly ordained
Kings and queens.
With the rest being strewn
About the sea
Setting it affire.
And in this song
This feeling, a texture
In music I could touch
Pressing my fingers deep
Into its liveness
As much so to taste it
On my finger tips
Like one might a tear
That comes to the eye
Of a love.
And now I wonder
How I ever could have forgot
When you were always there
You- You
This song in my heart....
LOVE IS WHEN..............Dec,2nd, 06 D . C . Bianchino Inspired by Vega And WW.DD
I wish I could love you
The way you love me
But it just doesn't happen
Happen to be.
I know how you feel
Honest I do
When you think this time
This love is true
Only to find they don't love you.
So, I wish I could love you
The way you love me
But it just doesn't happen
Happen to be.
See, you're not alone
With the way that you feel
Even when thinking
"Is there a love real?"
But one things for certain
We all play our part
In this, our life's journey
That is about heart.
And, connecting with another
For the ultimate bliss
Once completing the circle
That was loneliness.
And when we do
It will be for sure
There will be no doubt
THAT LOVE will be pure.
And you and I
Together will say
Be patient for THAT
For THAT is loves way.
But for now we must feel
What doesn't feel good
In order to realize
Love as it should.
And even when someone
Says" It isn't me".
They too are there
To set our hearts free
For true love to be....
NIGHT'S LOVE...Nov 2006
The NIGHT held you
Like it hold's its own precious stars.
Your face reflected a quiet love,
As Night's own shadow fell across.
And Night had, just had to hold its breath.
When seeing your love freed,
Like a star that shoots across the sky for all to see,
(The one that ignites all others to shimmer),
Night finally slept while holding you
In his shadowy arms, as your head rested
Upon his shoulder, it too freed; by love...
Chelsea.............Nov...2006
She moves like an excited cat.
Filled with life and nowhere to go.
Her library is unkept, strewn here and there,
Like men that she meets.
( None being able to understand her true desires.)
She's reaching, that is, wanting to reach,
Reach that incredible unknown.
That place where few ever, ever find.
Her beauty is; well, she is desire itself,
And so close to; THAT, that channel,
Where light first begins, that spiral
An elegance only she knows,
But, knows not what to do with it.
All because of mores of this day,
This time; this place....
*** The poem "An Inspiration" is also a part of this song.
*** It is best to sing them together.
AN INSPIRATION
You are an inspiration,
A poem for the pen.
You are an inspiration,
The song in the wind.
You are that inspiration,
That moves words to flow.
You are that inspiration,
The poem that says it's so.
Look at you, standing there,
Your light fills the room.
Look at you, without care,
That is, without it's gloom.
You are that inspiration,
The rose that opens wide.
You are that inspiration,
You stand side by side.
You are that inspiration,
The poem that comes to life,
You are that inspiration,
For such poems, a poet writes.
It's As Simple As That...Nov...2006...D. C. Bianchino
I love you
It's as simple as that.
I don't know,
How long it will last.
And I know it's,
Moving real fast,
And I don't care,
And that is a fact.
'Cause I feel it,
And it's feeling good.
Not thinking,
About if I should.
Just letting,
It do its own thing,
And feeling,
Each day like it's spring.
'Cause I don't want, to have too look back,
So I'll love you, it's as simple as that.
See my body
Is reaching for you,
And my spirit,
Is doing it too.
See we want it,
We're both giving in,
And enjoying,
This feeling within.
And if fools gold,
Or I told you so.
I'll say thankyou,
For the love now I know.
And I like it,
This desire I have,
'Cause I'm smiling,
Even though I'll feel sad.
But that's OK
'Cause I'm feeling alive,
And the lovin,
My smile cannot hide.
'Cause I don't want, to have too look back,
So I'll love you, it's as simple as that.
Now some say,
Don't be a fool.
But time says,
Don't play it cool.
Just take what,
Has been givin to you,
'Cause LOVE IS!
And that's what is true!
So I don't know,
How long it will last.
And I know it's,
Moving real fast.
And I don't care,
And that is a fact,
I'll just love you,
It's as simple as that.
I'll just love you,
There's no looking back,
I'll just love you,
It's as simple as;THAT!
NOW
The curtain blows
And I blow with it.
The music plays
And so do I.
I think of you
And lose the minute,
When yesterday,
Says goodbye.
JAIMIE, THE ONE................NOV, 12, 06
Everybody loves Jaimie, and Jaimie loves everyone.
She is like a child that makes souls smile,
'Cause Jaimie is really the ONE.
She is the ONE that we look for,
The ONE that makes the heart whole.
That's why everbody loves Jaimie,
'Cause Jaimie will never be old.
When she dances she dances with freedom,
'Cause freedom is the partner she holds,
Jaimie is the child who's inside us,
Jaimie is the rose that unfolds.
She raises her hands to the music,
Reaching up to the sky,
She puts a white light all around her,
And her love just begins to fly.
She dances with snake like moves,
With a body that's just as smooth.
She is the full moon's mood,
As the love from both does ooz.
She's a crystalized Island of glass,
Reflecting love out to the last,
She's the dew and smell of sweet grass,
Jaimie is the ONE we cain't pass.
She's the fairy dust in a beam,
When light through a window is seen.
She's beautiful tall and lean,
'Cause Jaimie is the ONE God dreamed.
She's loved by every known flower,
'Cause that is in her power,
To love whatever she sees,
Which means love for you and me.
Jaimie is the child who's inside us,
She, is God manefest.
At the same time she's mother and mistress,
Goddess and waitress at best.
'Cause Jaimie is really the ONE,
The ONE that makes the heart whole.
'Cause Jaimie is the ONE that we look for,
Jaimie is the ONE in our soul!
I TASTE.....Nov...9th, 2006
I taste what makes life possible,
I taste the precious.
I taste the mystery
Hidden between those swollen walls.
I taste the beginning and the end.
I taste, and it becomes part of me,
Closer than my skin.
I taste the past, present, and future.
I taste its purpose, that pleasure,
That intensity.
I taste what remains,
That which just; IS.
I taste its intimacy,
Like a shade , or veil
That covers its eye.
I taste its importance, that sacrifice.
I taste the fire from its heart
That burns my tongue, yet sooths.
I taste what only it has been allowed,
I taste its sweet secret, its power of persuasion.
I taste but a sample of only which,
It will ever know.
THAT magnitude,
Which leaves my pleasure pale.
I taste that which makes me
Come back for more.
In want of what it has,
Its rapture, its bliss.
I taste that love that spews,
Like a dam released, unplugged.
Washing me till my soul is pleased,
And all this because, I tasted; you!
Just The Thought Of You...Nov 1st o6
Just the thought of you
And I feel new,
And there's nothing that
I cannot do.
Just the thought of you
Lifts my wings,
And moves my heart
To sing sing sing.
Just the thought of you
Brings out a smile,
And everything
Is all worthwhile.
Just the thought of you
And I'm on fire,
Just the thought of you
Takes me higher.
Just the thought of you
And I can love again,
Again and again,
There is no end.
Just the thought of you
And I am home,
Just the thought of you,
And I'm not alone.
Just the thought of you
And yes I fly,
Just the thought of you
Fills the sky.
Just the thought of you
I feel alive
And just the thought of you
Is the reason why; it's just the thought of you....
When Thoughts Are Few...Oct 5, 06
Sitting on a log
I look around at the leaves,
Those ready to sacrifice their lives
So the tree will survive
Through the long cold winter.
The breeze playing its part
Shakes the branch
Upon where they sit,
Nudging them to move on.
A carpet of grass
Waits to catch their flight,
It too changing
So the roots beneath
Will have another chance
Come spring.
The evergreens I see
Stand like parents
Guarding their offspring,
They, ready to face
The army of winter.
( Majestically speaking ).
The log where I sit
Layed down many years before,
(As the wiskers on its bark
Making its character
Leads me to know).
And, that if no interfering
Perhaps another will sit
And ponder those things
In ways that speak
When thoughts are few..
THE RING Oct, 12, 06
It's a ring, not just a ring
It's a ring that want's to sing.
To sing to you its song of love
The one it holds the memory of.
For in its memory, it did feel
The love it felt, that made it real.
A love the ring now holds onto
Like a love that's always new.
And, no matter where the ring may lay
The love it holds will not decay.
For it is there, it has been saved
And has since, that fateful day.
And so this song it will remain
Until the last will sing the same.
For it was then that it became
For that is when it was ordained.
Now it's a ring, not just a ring
It's a ring that want's to sing.
To sing this song of love that's true
The ONE that says, I do; love you....
Take Me For A Ride...OCT 2nd 2006
Take me for a ride
Take me for a ride
Take me for a ride
Take me for a ride
Let me learn to fly
Let me learn to fly
Let me learn to fly
Let me learn to fly
I'm ready now to try
I'm ready now to try
I'm ready now to try
Take me for a ride
Now here's the reason why
Here's the reason why
Here's the reason why
Here's the reason why
You are by my side
You are by my side
You are by my side
You're the reason why
So take me for a ride
Let me learn to fly
I'm ready now to try
'Cause you are by my side
So take me for a ride
Let me learn to fly
I'm ready now to try
'Cause you are by my side
You are by my side
So take me for a ride
Let me learn to fly
I'm ready now to try.....
Lost In Time And Space
Side streets, curtains closed.
A blue canoe, love rolls.
A library, parking lot.
Love is, on the spot.
Whisperings, love bites.
Two now one, inner sight.
Green eyes, love sighs.
Lazy smiles, so defies.
Three hours, time lapse.
A blue canoe, two in back.
Lost in time, and space.
Just there, in that place.
Lost in time; and space.
Dec. 25, 2005
Jaimie's Song
I woke up this morning feeling pretty good
Woke up this morning thinking that I should
Woke up this morning feeling mighty fine
Woke up this morning 'cause you were on my mind.
I love you I love you don't need to know why
All I know, is I feel I can fly
You are just there like breathing in air
And nothing else matters I really don't care.
'Cause I woke up this morning feeling mighty fine
Woke up this morning with you on my mind.
Last night at the coffee house there was music outside
Music that touched this Tantra inside.
Everyone felt it I know you could tell
The music had magic leaving its spell.
I wrote a few lines thinking of you
It was to blue grass the kind that is true
The blue grass was wet the music its dew
But nothing compares with the dew that's from you.
You are the balance keeping it light
The dream that came even in spite
And now it's something I hold on to tite
Feeling as if I'm some human kite.
I came to love you there was no then
It wasn't like falling just came to it when
And now that I am there is nothing to hide
And so this good feeling of being alive.
I woke up this morning feeling pretty good
Woke up this morning thinking that I should
Woke up this morning feeling mighty fine
Woke up this morning "cause YOU were on ; my mind.
D. C. Bianchino July 2006
July 2oo6...D. C. Bianchino...Inspired by Jaimie
MORE
I love you more than sex.
Never thought I'd say that.
Your presence is my pleasure.
It's deeper than its cousin.
I stare and just get lost,
So pleased no need to try.
I stare because you're beautiful,
And your beauty satisfies.
It carries me through ego's flight.
A bridge connecting separate shores.
Where love needs not its love restore,
And so it is, I love you ; more....
You Will Know Tantra
"The animal lies in wait
For smell and taste.
Its appetite seen, in eyes;
Awake!"
When THAT love makes desire blush
And the heart to moan turning blood purple.
And your thoughts become braided, woven
From the finest of silks, and fused from THAT
Eternal flame.
When time disappears into the great void
Where true selves meet, and the soul
Cries itself to sleep. You will know;
Tantra!
D. C. Bianchino
June 28, 2006
D. C. Bianchino May 13th 2006 For all who wish to use.
This is the story how marriage began.
Before there was anything, like life as we know it.
There was only God, and God's Angels. They existed
in pure consciousness and bliss.
Then something happened. Two of the angels ached for each other, feeling a strange new love. God knowing this became jealous. (Even though both still loved God.)
God then admonished them, and as their punishment sent them out into the great void of NOTHINGNESS. Now trillions of years passed and God, seeing how devoted and lasting their love for each other was, became moved and compassionate. God then brought the two loving angels back from out of the great void of NOTHINGNESS.
Then God called all the angels to come forth in order to bare witness to what God now would sacredly bestow on these two committed ones. When all were present God spoke. And this is what God said. " Because of your unbroken love for each other; (and me) which has stood the test of what will be called time, I will perform a wedding ceremony and you will both be married. But first I must give you both souls, which will be our everlasting connection. (All was done simultaneous upon God's words.) THIS WILL BE."
With the wedding and marriage over God added: "As your wedding gift I will now create Chaos and give to you a paradise to be called Earth. There will be stars above and planets to view, and a moon to excite you. There also will be light and darkness, pain and pleasure, joy and sometimes bliss. You will also be made flesh and have beautiful senses, all to add to your pleasures in this most beautiful paradise. And because you are both true in this love you share, you will both have a feeling that you are home. And that is because you will be together and be truly soul mates. All those who follow you, they too will know their love is as true because of this same feeling of being home when first meeting each other." God continued: "All such marriages will be done in honor of you both. You will be the seed, and you will be in, all such marriages."
When God ended, the two angels kissed each other. God surprised, asked them "What is it that you do?" "Well, we kissed. We learned this while being out in the great void of NOTHINGNESS." God was very pleased and smiled.
The two angels were then transferred to this paradise we call Earth. And to give this story its credibility is the evidence between this marriage between (add persons name) as will be for all marriages that follow in this beautiful world without endAmen
WHY
Why the love you want
Is the love you cannot have.
Why is it so taboo
Where happiness meets sad.
Why when you know it's true
And there's nothing you can do.
Why does it lift your wings
And stay in front of you.
Why now to feel the thief
Who stole and got away.
Why is it in the eyes
Without a word to say.
Why must love hold its breath
Where secrets are kept safe.
Why does it feel it must
Every pore to penetrate.
Why does the heart stay strong
In spite of being weak.
Why does it so remain
Remaining where it peaks.
Why does it still remember
That moment it did find.
Why does it still remember
That moment without time.
And, why must there be those days
Days that you just cry
Well, Love just can't be reasoned
For Love is not; a WHY...
VEGA
Her body is a wave of light.
Her every move say's she might.
She is the mother and the child.
The source of everything that's wild.
She is the maiden and the wife.
The mistress and the seed of life.
She's the smoke seen in the sun's beam.
The reason we, all can dream.
She's the shadow in the silhouette.
The footprint in the sand that's wet.
She's the sunset and midnight sky.
The star, that never dies.
She is solar, she is flare, her beauty
Is beyond compare.
She is water, she is fire,
She is love, she's desire.
She's a feeling felt inside.
(Although from most her face she hides.)
She's the only soul that's mate.
Her message is for us to wait.
For she, is; Patience. She, is;
VEGA!
From the love I have seen....D. C. Bianchino
And the Butterfly danced
With the Flower
Cooling its petals
With wing.
And the Flower
Humbly quivered
Thanking the Butterfly
For spring.
My Prayer Is Your Prayer
My prayer is your prayer
For someone to love.
Someone who's sent
Sent from above.
Someone to touch
To touch our soul.
Someone when together
Will make us feel whole.
Someone that makes
Each day a joy.
With a smile from inside
That's not just a ploy.
Someone to share
The same hopes too.
Someone who really
Really knows you.
When two hearts truly
Beat the same.
They call those souls
When together Twin Flames.
And I know we are called
Together by name.
As is above
So below it's the same.
Also every person
That comes into our lives.
Are there for a reason
For us to grow wise.
Like every obsession
Helps us to see.
We're not in control
As we think we to be.
See, we are humans
Filled with needs.
Needing affection
Or egos to feed.
Or just to be touched
For no reason to name.
'Cause feelings are feelings
Though different the same.
It's true we can love
And love many times.
Feeling it deeply
That love that is mine.
But only with Soul mates
Is that love refined.
Only with Soul mates
Does that love it shine..
So I need to be with you
I need you to feel.
'cause that is my prayer
To feel what is real.
And my prayer is our prayer
I'm thinking just of.
'Cause today I am feeling
That Twin Flame of LOVE....
THAT WAVE: THAT LOVE
When THAT LOVE comes along
Don't you be a fool.
You gotta just go for it
Instead of being cool.
Don't cha start thinking
How long it's gonna last.
If it's got cha heart
The future has no past!
'Cause, your heart knows what it wants
Better than you do.
Otherwise what you're feeling
Wouldn't be in you.
And it may seem a crazy thing
Looking at what you have.
But love, OH; THAT LOVE,
Is to the soul, organic salve.
So when, everyday becomes,
Becomes another night.
Connecting thoughts with your heart
With only love in sight.
Ride the wave that holds that light
A gift that's given free.
And ride the wave that never breaks
That is the whole damn sea.
And don't cha start thinking
How long it's gonna last.
'Cause if it's got cha heart
The future has no past.
Ride THAT WAVE; THAT LOVE;
THAT IS! ....
THE ONE LOVE
Her eyes pierce
Like an angel's arrows
Opening the path
To her soul
Where an ageless string
Of pearls lie waiting
Laced with rings
Of purple and gold.
Her love is seen
Inside her fire
Exciting alive, and
Whole.
And also seen
Is right there beside her
The ONE love this angel;
Beholds...
D. C. Bianchino March 10-06
It Was For Love
I've had my chance for love
I know I've danced for love
And I've romanced for love
Took a chance for love
And I've lost because
And yet I've won because
It was for love
I will not compromise
For love that never dies
And so my heart that tries
A life I know relies
And I've lost because
And yet I've won because
It was for love
Yes I've been in and out
But love's what life's about
On that I have no doubt
That I want to shout
And I've lost because
And yet I've won because
It was for love
And I know there is
Another soul that lives
Living life for love
The one that is
And when the lights go down
And God's trumpet sounds
I'll say I lived for love
And here is what I found
And I've lost because
And yet I've won because
It was for love
It was for love.....
Shadows Of Love
Shadows of love
Still the night
Embracing the soul
Of the dark.
Moaning the joy
From each other's touch
Rhythmically reaching
Its mark.
Two hearts caress
The moment's breath
Filled with grace
And ease.
Until such light
Squeezed from the night
Is swallowed, and finally;
Retrieved....
When Souls Connect... Inspired by Anna...Dec-10-05
When Souls connect
So will thoughts
And a feeling
You are home.
When Souls connect
So will hearts
No more to be
Alone.
No mountain, sea,
Or prison bars
Will ever come between,
For when Souls connect
A love is there,
Just there; as one
In being...
D. C. Bianchino
A Halloween Meditation With Kasey
It IS YOU
Eyes appear
Their radiance beyond
This grave called Life.
A chance to see
What fools cannot
Through sparkling jewels
Too seldom seen.
No stranger was there,
Not at all
So glad to see me
With curious look
A look with love.
"Well hello (I said)
It's been a long time
And it's really good to see you."
Then that smile
That smile that says it all.
In and out she came
Not able to hold it.
We embraced till neither
One nor the other.
And then she left
To wait inside
With purple light
Until that time,
Without; divide.
The Lover's We Are
Let's walk together
As the lover's we are.
Let's hold hands
And stare into each
Other's eyes.
Let the longing
That we feel
Be satisfied, now.
Not because of
Some memory, or moment.
But because
We really need each other's touch.
That touch that arouses our
Flesh to ignite, to burn, and; to be-
Oct 7 D. C. Bianchino
The Torch
When your time is my time
And my time is your time
The sun will always shine.
When daytime is nighttime
And nighttime is daytime
Your love will be as mine.
When thoughts are stilled
And feelings are high
And rainbows appear
In each other's eye,
And the future and past
Are lost in the light
Of wings prepared
Just for this flight,
And when earth
Its firey core is felt
As liquid love
After the melt,
When patience is
What is presence
And desire each
Feeds with spoon
Eracing what had
Been the fiction
To use as torch
To light the moon.
Then all below
All will see
The light above
Is there for free
For you and me
For you and me
To hope, laugh, and; to be...
Friend
You put the light on in my soul
And woke this dream inside I hold.
It was the magic in your smile
And something deeper in your eyes.
It was the love you have I felt
Even though for someone else.
But that joy transcends all time
And that love became as mine.
Like a scent that leaves its mark
May seem lost but not forgot.
Or, when the dead we love survive
In a dream that seems alive.
You put the light on in my soul
And woke this dream inside I hold;
For Love.
The Little Light
She walks without compunction
And prays with humility
She is the candles very heart
The fruit for all to see.
Her makeup is her beauty
With scarf that hides her hair
Yet open like her eyes
So green, alive, and bare.
She is the white of the dune
The quick of the sand
The one who holds the shift through winds
And stills again the land.
She is the mother and the child
Her innocence completes
The soul that lies beneath the sword
That holds the one true peace.
She is, Mohammed's bride,
The well, when we thirst
A sister to the sun
An equal to the first.
She is the mountain that I climb
The wolf that waits on top
She is the woman that I love
The woman men have sought.
She is; Roshanak
My meeting with a Flower Child
By: D.C. Bianchino
Thefouthpath.com
August 6, 2005
God sent me a flower child
Who brought me some lilies
A flower of summer
And one of forgiveness
We prayed together
After hugging a tree
Raising our arms
For the almighty to see.
Bring heaven to earth
Was one message she brought
Letting go, again I was taught
"We are the future
We're here, it's now!
The garden has called us
Our Spirits endowed."
"There is a place
Where streams you can drink
With mountains and dunes
And like minded do think
You need to come"
With a smile so in love
This healer, this angel,
This flower, this dove.
"There is a buffalo
Exposing itself
And also a white bear
When snows come about
It's a place where shamans
And Hopi reside
As well as spirits
Waiting the tide."
She's a Colorado hippie
And Kelly's her name
A kindergarten teacher
A hitch hiking dame
You should meet my students
Little Bodhisattvas they are
Embodying the Tao
And the happiest by far."
She's fearless in faith
And testing it yet
Not buckling to fears
Of the populous set
Her blue eyes hold magic
And hope that divides
Those that have courage
From those that just hide.
I gave her a gift
She asked me my age
Little did I know
It was setting the stage
Her arms wrapped around me
Then a kiss on my lips
I felt their gratitude
Innocence and bliss.
She hiked here to Texas
For the love that she had
It was only in Dallas
Cops treated her bad
But now she was smiling
And she did it a lot
For the peace that is hers
She hadn't forgot.
"You need to come
To the land of forgiveness
You need to come"
She wrote this by hand
"You need to come
For the dunes that will hold you
You need to come
Because that's where I am.
Just ask for me
At the Earth Star Plaza
It's right there
In the center of town
Just ask for Kelly
Everyone knows me
And I'll really be happy
To show you around."
She meditates, she venerates
She is, into Buddha
Vision quests tribal sweats
Don't let this gal fool ya
She eats Buffalo knows the Crow
The Turtle-peculiar?
She's not prejudice she's credulous
She's a warrior and a jewelia.
I met her later
At the Greyhound station
Brought her some food
For the trip back home
Rice and beans
' Peanuts and raisins
Then left her love
Left them alone.
Later I felt
Her wonderful presence
Heard her voice
Calling me
"Daniel really
You need to come here
Cause that'