Catching the wind…

A sailboat rushes out of Budd Inlet;

A blip of desire to be aboard rises…

I long to catch the wind between water and sky.

I want to travel light and free.

Sun or cloud cover,

Salt spray aphrodisiac is tossed

From the prow flying across the sound.

Studying soft horizon,

Endless water and sky,

Wind casts a spell lifting spirit from earth.      1/12/2014

 

Sugar Baby

Flowers for my sugar baby

No one’s ever called me that endearment.

Sugar baby…

Or babe…

Not sure if I recall being called honey.

Distance has depleted that memory.

I don’t even recall if I called him that…

Must have before the noose tightened,

Before the ridicule and mocking…

Certainly there was nothing sweet

By the bitter end.

Nobody ever said I should stay.

Does it matter now?

No…

Not anymore…         1/13/2014

 

Loathing  – spiritual death.

Dark hearted people have a penchant

For making everyone miserable.

A hidden nasty nature resides

Beneath a nice public exterior.

 

Only a fool will try to love them.

Lost in longing to be in love,

The lonely are attracted to someone

Who doesn’t know how to love and never will.

 

Navigation by the heart is faulty.

One is easily manipulated and damaged

By that special someone’s loathing.

After luring in a naïve lover,

Their dark energy propagates.

 

Don’t kid yourself, the disengaged are already

Setting sites on their next conquests…

Feeding off the trauma revives these twisted souls.

The lure of true love gives them plenty of fodder.

 

The foolish lover gives all until empty.

Then and only then these innocents

Are hated for their weakness and discarded.

Now a ghost of their former vibrant selves,

It takes a long time to heal – if ever…                1/14/2014

 

Full Wolf Moon 2014

Watching through my window, the moon

Speeds toward its zenith, a distant apogee;

Evenly spaced fir branches measure

Progress in minute by minute increments.

Barely a half hour passes… first full moon

Ascends halfway up the hundred plus foot trees.

 

Back East, the January snow cover

Resembled sparkling diamond blankets.

Beneath warm layers of down and cotton

I’d be snug in midwinter moonbeam infused dreams.

The wild things out in the Prussian blue shadows

Crept about in glittering cold driven by hunger.

 

Whether being hunted or searching for food,

It’s difficult for either traveling across the deep snow.

Moon overwhelms the dimmer light from stars;

Cast shadows provide false shelter for prey.

Hunkered down in bed, deep sleep dreams

keep the metaphorical full moon wolves at bay.

1/15/2014

Jan. 15, 11:52 p.m. EST: Full Wolf Moon —Amid the zero cold and deep snows of midwinter, the wolf packs howled hungrily outside Indian villages. It was also known as the Old Moon or the Moon after Yule. In some tribes this was the Full Snow Moon; most applied that name to the next moon. Since the moon arrives at apogee — its farthest point from Earth — less than three hours earlier, this will also be the smallest full moon of 2014. In terms of apparent size, it will appear 12.2-percent smaller than the full moon of Aug.10, the biggest full moon of the year.

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