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Sign of the Sun


Loyal Leo will lick your wounds
refresh with nature's joy:
All our world awhirl in pain;
love and luck we’ll soon regain
 
 
Leo
 
 
Heart strings
playing in the sunshine.
Nobility
out standing star sublime.
Ability to elevate each day.
A lilting aria of blessing.
Radiate your precious energy
to burn pure and true.
Brilliant spirit blazing through,
benefic empress of golden hue,
that's how I think of you.
 
 
 
Mid-Leo Evening
 
 
Sitting here, in the cluttered fan-cooled kitchen
While a storm-brewing wind rustles
through the garden below.
The supermarket wine tastes tart and sticky.
The wine tells me stories, you know.
It's the redness and the way the light reflects
against the glass, along with the drug.
Hearing voices in the silent darkness,
I listen without question.
As the night slowly falls,
I envision fantasies of former lives:
Glistening ball gowns and a smiling orange moon
in a starlit sky appear in my mind's eye
along with
jugglers and dancers.
A fortune-telling maiden in glorious rags
places cards upon a table:
"The red one is Death; the white one is Honour;
the green one is Fortune; the blue one is Love."
She lives in a log cabin with a unicorn and goat
who feed and clothe her and keep her safe.
There are many things I need to know
and few to tell me.
So I listen to the wine's stories.
I wish it were my garden, below.
I would go out barefoot and gather ripe vegetables
under the moon,
breathing deeply of the cool night air.
 
 
 
Walk to the Sun
 
 
When I was a child, it was an old shaman
in our village who told the story.
"We used to walk to the Sun.
We would bring back gifts for the earth.
Everyone was happy.
Today, no one walks to the Sun. No one tends the earth.
No one is happy."
 
Lately, I understand that
it was not the actual Sun in the sky
of which he spoke. It was that shining
place in our heart that lets us know how to do what is right.
 
I’m taking a walk to the Sun; want to come along?
 
* * * * * * *
 
Then she smiled a million miles
Sunshine bright for days.
 
 
brilliant sunshine warming,
soporific
melting melodies
 
 
Song of Sun and Earth
Driving beat of nature’s grand
choreography
 
 
sun-shine through miraculous fields
 
hilly fields arrayed in
white, yellow, green
wild flowers smile into
split-screen Sun
 
 
Valiant mauve trumpeter of Sun,
rising songs from sleepy forest balconies.
 
 
Sun greets Earth
a hearty slap
hot and sassy
 
 
Souls dance in the sunlight
to song of far away stars.
 
 
 
Early pinks ascend from eerie violets.
Sun’s lifting eye twinkles like a happy kitten,
tummy exposed for adoration.
 
 
Floating in the sunlight
Ready to break free
To be
Exactly who we are
 
protecting primeval fire and
gemstones,
seed of the Sun
baring a glorious array of
multi-hued fruits
upon which we feast
for energy
 
 
sharing secret bliss
taste of Sun-kissed cloud and honey
 
 
I hold your recalled visage dear.
Smiling like a sunshine ray.
Sometimes the world is very clear.
 
 
Cyclic time
Sun betrothed to Earth
Millennia revolve, fade, reassert
 
 
She stokes the fire to remember warmth when the Sun was high and strong, and present.
Fire has its own secrets, its own order. As do we all,
each our own furnace, nurturing a flame that is destiny.
 
 
The well of sorrow metamorphosed into a peaceful pond
in which graceful gliding silvery creatures glint in the sunlight.
 
 
song singing hallelujahs,
place of play, haunted
by pretty memories
tinged gold in sunshine
 
 
Walking long mornings into sunrise
 
 
morning sunshine
burns off fog.
Glistening sky and the luxury
of self-companionship.
Ready, take aim, begin.
 
 
let the drug of sunshine dull you
let the emptiness seep through you
till you're back on even keel
till you're sure tomorrow will repay your dues
 
 
 
Hear adventure recall tribes to revelry,
chase lead of Sun’s bright, warm exchange.
Ignite past’s battles, burn discord as energy.
Surge ahead. Explore new forays toward
merry meeting.
 
The hope for bounteous Sun that bathes all
cares with caring. Lengthening from center
outward, new growth bespeaks awareness.
 
 
learning to love
      together in the
        sunshine.
Embracing in fields of daffodils.
Happy to be
      imperfect beings
          together.
 
 
 
reach out to join our hands,
sharing warmth of your reflected love,
Mother Sun
 
 
Daughter in Summer's sun
smiling warmly, playing at innocence
with charms long practiced
 
 
She grows fine long tendrils
sparkling in the sunshine
and dainty pearly flowers
for bees to hum over
and the long daylight and beaming stars
share the fun of a summer day.
 
 
 
Warm, melting sunshine,
ripe to absorb luscious
elation, charismatic support.
 
 
Drifting out on a sunshine day.
Leaping hearts/meandering artists
keep faith to a wayward tune.
 
 
 
Sunbeams sing along brilliant waterfalls.
Sparkling rivers feed turbulent melody.
Those who have found the key
play here.
 
 
 
Pleasant respect for nonproductive hours of blissful
reflection, extending perception,
delicious play under sun, merry rain, laughing clouds.
 
 
Gaea opens to sunshine to ease our agitation.
Easy winds, breezy gush of summer rain.
Feeding the greedy young grains,
growing along the plains, the flowers of the storm.
Feeding the beasts of the field,
celebrating the cycle, as all is revealed.
 
 
sun and sky
entangled elements
create stories of
spiral strands,
chance meetings,
grasping for meaning
 
 
My firefly heart beats into a thousand rays
striking out into the stratosphere playing
with the sunlight, prism bright rainbows
beating, flickering, cold and hot and
How can I make you see?
 
 
 
Blind old seer, wizard, holy prophet
stumbling over rocky hillocks
toward the sun
 
 
 
Sunrays are playing
Warming the walkways
Flashing out rainbows
in random puddles and streams.
 
 
A blazing blue and yellow sun-rayed sky overhead,
and sparkling sea shells beneath your feet.
And the sea breeze and lapping waves make the only
sounds (noisy traffic, heated pavement, not
even a memory).
 
 
wild in the sun, in the shadow, against the highway
moving I to I in the twilight
anticipate memories to come
 
 
It's not that everything old is new again;
or that nothing unique arises under the Sun.
 
 
Brilliant skies awaken.
Assert dominance, define upcoming
plans. Feel their confidence as
seedlings burst to touch sunlight.
 
 
Sparkle in play with sun-warmed
sands.
Dream on, to
interweave, to enhance.
Outside my doorway
there are eternities more.
 
 
 
Ah to be a Summer gift.
Borne on Sun's warm rays, a'smile,
a welcome lift for all our hearts’ desire.
Festivities, sparkling lights and
generosity
bless time of joyful celebration,
rise in salutation to this Summer star
 
 
 
Children ought to bloom
smiling daisies
laughing pansies
great grasping reaching to
the Sun, the stars.
 
 
 
Is the Sun supplying energy without heed to the people's stated needs?
 
 
 
transforming molecules of air,
baking in the Sun
carrying crosses along a huge column
era to era
ready for sacrifice
 
 
 
 
Reinstate the quiet sunrise
smell of pine and wild roses,
of limitless sky entertaining majestic formations of earth,
unbridled passion encompassing silent reflection,
all orchestrated in bold tones, exquisite complexity
and simple truth.
 
 
 
We are of the Earth, Her mighty Sun, of
tides and moonbeams and molten seas.
Not love --
chemistry, explosions, immortal fire.
 
 
 
Summers' call of water and sand;
twilights of harmonic symphonies when Sun
touches green horizons.
 
 
 
Seated on sun-warmed, age-smoothed stone,
pure in replete wonder.
Seeking silence, purposeful wander through sacred
 
 
 
Damp birth at sunrise,
smell of fog, haze of summer.
 
 
 
Sun licks lizard tongued, quick
(too quick to resist) sprinkling cinders.
 
 
 
In this small space starlight smiles, sun rays slowly kiss
strength and warmth.
 
 
 
Waiting for the Sun --
Lightbringer, creating morning.
Who will you portray today?
 
 
 
Summer melt of sun and mud;
heat mellows, liquifies icy
tensions. Beat down, swallowed in
sweat, too hot for questions
to make sense.
 
 
 
 
 
take a leisurely walk along an
old stone bridge charmingly decorated with ivy and flowering vines
above a swiftly bubbling river onto which the Sun is shining golden notes of magical music
sit and watch, letting the river bring laughter to your smile
if someone should happen by and join the fun, enjoy
if someone should happen by and call you names that are not truly your own, laugh them out of your hearing
if someone should happen by singing your true song, sing along
 
 
Welcome arising in our hearts,
Anointing our many-colored soul.
Take in the day.
Rejoice in the sunshine.
 
 
 
Enjoy the Sun
Enjoy the rain
Enjoy the love
Enjoy the pain
Enjoy the fear
Enjoy the rage
 
 
 
Midsummer farce, far from honor, far from sunrise,
counting out the chimes as if time were treasure.
Silly summer madness as if what matters
is so circumscribed, so predictable.
 
 
A new day is dawning, but is it sun or storm?
We have a chance to make our mark
but is it right or wrong?
 
 
 
mornings are hard
all that stinging sunlight and expectations
interrupting the vast solace of sleep
 
 
 
I walk softly in the morning.
Drink awakening dew, sunbeam blessed.
I take what has always been mine,
cherish magnificence
 
 
Stars, sunrays, miracles ablaze.
Loved and protected by gods, smitten with ecstasy.
Fortune favors elegance, grace of presence,
true nobility beyond codes of legend.
 
 
receptive to pleasure;
balming luscious nectars,
warm melt of sunshine,
elation, charismatic exultation --
I am in awe, a true believer;
not on my knees in supplication.
Supine, welcoming grace.
 
 
 
Bright golden Sun absorbs mist from
a glorious dawn.
 
 
Grand gestures expand, to applaud such a day
fueled by smiling Sun
 
 
Sunny Sunday, summertime seaside breezes
Bicyclists, joggers, old men asleep on benches
Rollerskaters, sunbathers, and sailboaters
A dog carrying a frisbee is a very nice thing
As are the shade trees and greenery
and rippling blue river
under a blue and white sky
 
 
ebbing outward
gentle ripples
bathed in sunshine ease
 
 
 
all woozy from sunshine.
Tingle of sea breeze, that ocean scent of the wild.
As the sun recedes, cooling, refreshing, yet still a lazy summer eve.
 
If the sky could, it would dream of stars nova bright raining through galactic clouds.
Move inward
as Sunlight descends.
 
 
 
As the heat-soaked summer skies once more descend,
let us drift down sleepy sun-drenched streams
till summer ends
 
 
Tomorrow, the Sun will rise.
The Earth will revolve.
Life will adjust, compromise.
 
 
 
A new day is dawning, but where is the sun?
Our freedom and faith are defined by the gun.
The symbol of power overrules everyone
'Til we create our own electricity.
 
 
flow with the forces
of nature,
in touch with combust eternity,
child of the Sun
 
 
sun rise
blossoms to a
rhythmic peak
sending out, sending out, sending out
radiant vibration
 
 
 
 
 
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Loyal Leo will lick your wounds,
refresh with nature's joy:
All our world awhirl in pain;
love and luck we’ll soon regain
 
 
Leo
 
 
Heart strings
playing in the sunshine.
Nobility
out standing star sublime.
Ability to elevate each day.
A lilting aria of blessing.
Radiate your precious energy
to burn pure and true.
Brilliant spirit blazing through,
benefic empress of golden hue,
that's how my heart sees you.
 
 
 
Mid-Leo Evening
 
 
Sitting here, in the cluttered fan-cooled kitchen
while a storm-brewing wind rustles
through the garden below.
The supermarket wine tastes tart and sticky.
The wine tells me stories, you know.
It's the redness and the way the light reflects
against the glass, along with the drug.
Hearing voices in the silent darkness,
I listen without question.
As the night slowly falls,
I envision fantasies of former lives:
Glistening ball gowns and a smiling orange moon
in a starlit sky appear in my mind's eye
along with
jugglers and dancers.
A fortune-telling maiden in glorious rags
places cards upon a table:
"The red one is Death; the white one is Honour;
the green one is Fortune; the blue one is Love."
She lives in a log cabin with a unicorn and goat
who feed and clothe her and keep her safe.
There are many things I need to know
and few to tell me.
So I listen to the wine's stories.
I wish it were my garden, below.
I would go out barefoot and gather ripe vegetables
under the moon,
breathing deeply of the cool night air.
 
 
 
Walk to the Sun
 
 
When I was a child, it was an old shaman
in our village who told the story.
"We used to walk to the Sun.
We would bring back gifts for the earth.
Everyone was happy.
Today, no one walks to the Sun. No one tends the earth.
No one is happy."
 
Lately, I understand that
it was not the actual Sun in the sky
of which s/he spoke. It was that shining
place in our heart that lets us know how to do what is right.
 
I’m taking a walk to the Sun; want to come along?
 
* * * * * * *
 
Then she smiled a million miles
Sunshine bright for days.
 
 
brilliant sunshine warming,
soporific
melting melodies
 


Early pinks ascend from eerie violets.
Sun’s lifting eye twinkles like a happy kitten,
tummy exposed for adoration.
 
 
 
Valiant mauve trumpeter of Sun,
rising songs from sleepy forest balconies.


sun-shine through miraculous fields
 
hilly fields arrayed in
white, yellow, green
wild flowers smile into
split-screen Sun
 
 
Sun greets Earth
a hearty slap
hot and sassy


Song of Sun and Earth
Driving beat of nature’s grand
choreography
 
 
Souls dance in the sunlight
to song of far away stars.
 
  
 
Floating in the sunlight
ready to break free
to be
exactly who we are
 
protecting primeval fire and
gemstones,
seed of the Sun
bearing a glorious array of
multi-hued fruits
upon which we feast
for energy
 
 
sharing secret bliss
taste of Sun-kissed cloud and honey
 
 
I hold your recalled visage dear,
smiling like a sunshine ray.
Sometimes the world is very clear.


Cyclic time
Sun betrothed to Earth
Millennia revolve, fade, reassert
 
 
She stokes the fire to remember warmth when the Sun was high and strong, and present.
Fire has its own secrets, its own order. As do we all,
each our own furnace, nurturing a flame that is destiny.
 
 
The well of sorrow metamorphoses into a peaceful pond
in which graceful gliding silvery creatures glint in the sunlight.
 
 
song singing hallelujahs,
place of play, haunted
by pretty memories
tinged gold in sunshine
 
 
walking long mornings into sunrise
 
 
Morning sunshine
burns off fog.
Glistening sky and the luxury
of self-companionship.
Ready, take aim, begin.
 
 
 
Hear adventure recall tribes to revelry,
chase lead of Sun’s bright, warm exchange.
Ignite past’s battles, burn discord as energy.
Surge ahead. Explore new forays toward
merry meeting.
 
The hope for bounteous Sun that bathes all
cares with caring. Lengthening from center
outward, new growth bespeaks awareness.
 
 
learning to love
      together in the
        sunshine.
Embracing in fields of daffodils.
Happy to be
      imperfect beings
          together.
 
 
 
reach out to join our hands,
sharing warmth of your reflected love,
Mother Sun
 
 
Daughter in Summer's sun
smiling warmly, playing at innocence
with charms long practiced
 
 
She grows fine long tendrils
sparkling in the sunshine
and dainty pearly flowers
for bees to hum over
and the long daylight and beaming stars
share the fun of a summer day.
 
 
 
Warm, melting sunshine,
ripe to absorb luscious
elation, charismatic support
 
 
Drifting out on a sunshine day.
Leaping hearts/meandering artists
keep faith to a wayward tune.
 
 
 
Sunbeams sing along brilliant waterfalls.
Sparkling rivers feed turbulent melody.
Those who have found the key
play here.
 
 
 
Pleasant respect for nonproductive hours of blissful
reflection, extending perception,
delicious play under sun, merry rain, laughing clouds.
 
 
Gaea opens to sunshine to ease our agitation.
Easy winds, breezy gush of summer rain.
Feeding the greedy young grains,
growing along the plains, the flowers of the storm.
Feeding the beasts of the field,
celebrating the cycle, as all is revealed.
 
 
sun and sky
entangled elements
create stories of
spiral strands,
chance meetings,
grasping for meaning
 
 
My firefly heart beats into a thousand rays
striking out into the stratosphere playing
with the sunlight, prism bright rainbows
beating, flickering, cold and hot and
How can I make you see?
 
 
 
Blind old seer, wizard, holy prophet
stumbling over rocky hillocks
toward the sun
 
 
 
Sunrays are playing
Warming the walkways
Flashing out rainbows
in random puddles and streams.
 
 
A blazing blue and yellow sun-rayed sky overhead,
and sparkling sea shells beneath your feet.
And the sea breeze and lapping waves make the only
sounds (noisy traffic, heated pavement, not
even a memory).
 
 
wild in the sun, in the shadow, against the highway
moving I to I in the twilight
anticipate memories to come
 
 
It's not that everything old is new again;
or that nothing unique arises under the Sun.
 
 
Brilliant skies awaken.
Assert dominance, define upcoming
plans. Feel their confidence as
seedlings burst to touch sunlight.
 
 
Sparkle in play with sun-warmed
sands.
Dream on, to
interweave, to enhance.
Outside my doorway
there are eternities more.
 
 
 
Ah to be a Summer gift.
Borne on Sun's warm rays, a'smile,
a welcome lift for all our hearts’ desire.
Festivities, sparkling lights and
generosity
bless time of joyful celebration,
rise in salutation to this Summer star
 
 
 
Children ought to bloom
smiling daisies
laughing pansies
great grasping reaching to
the Sun, the stars.
 
 
 
Is the Sun supplying energy without heed to the people's stated needs?
 
 
 
transforming molecules of air,
baking in the Sun
carrying crosses along a huge column
era to era
ready for sacrifice
 
 
 
 
Reinstate the quiet sunrise
smell of pine and wild roses,
of limitless sky entertaining majestic formations of earth,
unbridled passion encompassing silent reflection,
all orchestrated in bold tones, exquisite complexity
and simple truth.
 
 
 
We are of the Earth, Her mighty Sun, of
tides and moonbeams and molten seas.
Not love --
chemistry, explosions, immortal fire.
 
 
 
Summers' call of water and sand;
twilights of harmonic symphonies when Sun
touches green horizons.
 
 
 
Seated on sun-warmed, age-smoothed stone,
pure in replete wonder.
Seeking silence, purposeful wander through sacred
 
 
 
Damp birth at sunrise,
smell of fog, haze of summer.
 
 
 
Sun licks lizard tongued, quick
(too quick to resist) sprinkling cinders.
 
 
 
In this small space starlight smiles, sun rays slowly kiss
strength and warmth.
 
 
 
Waiting for the Sun --
Lightbringer, creating morning.
Who will you portray today?
 
 
 
Summer melt of sun and mud;
heat mellows, liquifies icy
tensions. Beat down, swallowed in
sweat, too hot for questions
to make sense.
 
 
 
 
 
take a leisurely walk along an
old stone bridge charmingly decorated with ivy and flowering vines
above a swiftly bubbling river onto which the Sun is shining golden notes of magical music
sit and watch, letting the river bring laughter to your smile
if someone should happen by and join the fun, enjoy
if someone should happen by and call you names that are not truly your own, laugh them out of your hearing
if someone should happen by singing your true song, sing along
 
 
Welcome arising in our hearts,
anointing our many-colored soul.
Take in the day.
Rejoice in the sunshine.
 
 
 
Enjoy the Sun
Enjoy the rain
Enjoy the love
Enjoy the pain
Enjoy the fear
Enjoy the rage
 
 
 
Midsummer farce, far from honor, far from sunrise,
counting out the chimes as if time were treasure.
Silly summer madness as if what matters
is so circumscribed, so predictable.
 
 
A new day is dawning, but is it sun or storm?
We have a chance to make our mark
but is it right or wrong?
 
 
 
mornings are hard
all that stinging sunlight and expectations
interrupting the vast solace of sleep


let the drug of sunshine dull you
let the emptiness seep through you
till you're back on even keel
till you're sure tomorrow will repay your dues
 
 
 
I walk softly in the morning.
Drink awakening dew, sunbeam blessed.
I take what has always been mine,
cherish magnificence
 
 
Stars, sunrays, miracles ablaze.
Loved and protected by gods, smitten with ecstasy.
Fortune favors elegance, grace of presence,
true nobility beyond codes of legend.
 
 
receptive to pleasure;
balming luscious nectars,
warm melt of sunshine,
elation, charismatic exultation --
I am in awe, a true believer.
Not on my knees in supplication,
supine, welcoming grace.
 
 
 
Bright golden Sun absorbs mist from
a glorious dawn.
 
 
Grand gestures expand, to applaud such a day
fueled by smiling Sun
 
 
Sunny Sunday, summertime seaside breezes
Bicyclists, joggers, old men asleep on benches
Rollerskaters, sunbathers, and sailboaters
A dog carrying a frisbee is a very nice thing
As are the shade trees and greenery
and rippling blue river
under a blue and white sky
 
 
ebbing outward
gentle ripples
bathed in sunshine ease
 
 
 
All woozy from sunshine.
Tingle of sea breeze, that ocean scent of the wild.
As the sun recedes, cooling, refreshing, yet still a lazy summer eve.
 
If the sky could, it would dream of stars nova bright raining through galactic clouds.
Move inward
as Sunlight descends.
 
 
 
As the heat-soaked summer skies once more descend,
let us drift down sleepy sun-drenched streams
till summer ends
 
 
Tomorrow, the Sun will rise.
The Earth will revolve.
Life will adjust, compromise.
 
 
 
A new day is dawning, but where is the sun?
Our freedom and faith are defined by the gun.
The symbol of power overrules everyone
'Til we create our own electricity.
 
 
flow with the forces
of nature,
in touch with combust eternity,
child of the Sun
 
 
sun rise
blossoms to a
rhythmic peak
sending out, sending out, sending out
radiant vibration
 
 
 
 
 
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Loyal Leo will lick your wounds,
refresh with nature's joy:
All our world awhirl in pain;
love and luck we’ll soon regain
 
 
Leo
 
 
Heart strings
playing in the sunshine.
Nobility
out standing star sublime.
Ability to elevate each day.
A lilting aria of blessing.
Radiate your precious energy
to burn pure and true.
Brilliant spirit blazing through,
benefic empress of golden hue,
that's how my heart sees you.
 
 
 
Mid-Leo Evening
 
 
Sitting here, in the cluttered fan-cooled kitchen
while a storm-brewing wind rustles
through the garden below.
The supermarket wine tastes tart and sticky.
The wine tells me stories, you know.
It's the redness and the way the light reflects
against the glass, along with the drug.
Hearing voices in the silent darkness,
I listen without question.
As the night slowly falls,
I envision fantasies of former lives:
Glistening ball gowns and a smiling orange moon
in a starlit sky appear in my mind's eye
along with
jugglers and dancers.
A fortune-telling maiden in glorious rags
places cards upon a table:
"The red one is Death; the white one is Honour;
the green one is Fortune; the blue one is Love."
She lives in a log cabin with a unicorn and goat
who feed and clothe her and keep her safe.
There are many things I need to know
and few to tell me.
So I listen to the wine's stories.
I wish it were my garden, below.
I would go out barefoot and gather ripe vegetables
under the moon,
breathing deeply of the cool night air.
 
 
 
Walk to the Sun
 
 
When I was a child, it was an old shaman
in our village who told the story.
"We used to walk to the Sun.
We would bring back gifts for the earth.
Everyone was happy.
Today, no one walks to the Sun. No one tends the earth.
No one is happy."
 
Lately, I understand that
it was not the actual Sun in the sky
of which s/he spoke. It was that shining
place in our heart that lets us know how to do what is right.
 
I’m taking a walk to the Sun; want to come along?
 
* * * * * * *
 
Then she smiled a million miles
Sunshine bright for days.
 
 
brilliant sunshine warming
soporific
melting melodies
  
 
 
Early pinks ascend from eerie violets.
Sun’s lifting eye twinkles like a happy kitten,
tummy exposed for adoration.
 
 

Valiant mauve trumpeter of Sun,
rising songs from sleepy forest balconies,
through miraculous fields.


Sun greets Earth
a hearty slap
hot and sassy
   
 
Song of Sun and Earth
Driving beat of nature’s grand
choreography
 
 
Souls dance in the sunlight
to song of far away stars.
 
 
Floating in the sunlight
ready to break free
to be
exactly who we are
 
protecting primeval fire and
gemstones,
seed of the Sun
bearing a glorious array of
multi-hued fruits
upon which we feast
for energy
 
 
sharing secret bliss
taste of Sun-kissed cloud and honey
 
 
I hold your recalled visage dear,
smiling like a sunshine ray.
Sometimes the world is very clear.


Gaea opens to sunshine to ease our agitation.
Easy winds, breezy gush of summer rain
feeding the greedy young grains,
growing along the plains, the flowers of the storm;
feeding the beasts of the field,
celebrating the cycle, as all is revealed.
 
 
Cyclic time
Sun betrothed to Earth
Millennia revolve, fade, reassert
 
 
She stokes the fire to remember warmth when the Sun was high and strong, and present.
Fire has its own secrets, its own order. As do we all,
each our own furnace, nurturing a flame that is destiny.
 
 
The well of sorrow metamorphoses into a peaceful pond
in which graceful gliding silvery creatures glint in the sunlight.
 
 
song singing hallelujahs,
place of play, haunted
by pretty memories
tinged gold in sunshine
 
 
walking long mornings into sunrise
 
 
Morning sunshine
burns off fog.
Glistening sky and the luxury
of self-companionship.
Ready, take aim, begin.

 
 
Hear adventure recall tribes to revelry,
chase lead of Sun’s bright, warm exchange.
Ignite past’s battles, burn discord as energy.
Surge ahead. Explore new forays toward
merry meeting.
 
The hope for bounteous Sun that bathes all
cares with caring. Lengthening from center
outward, new growth bespeaks awareness.
 
 
learning to love
      together in the
        sunshine.
Embracing in fields of daffodils.
Happy to be
      imperfect beings
          together.
 
 
 
Reach out to join our hands,
sharing warmth of your reflected love,
Mother Sun.
 
 
Daughter in Summer's sun
smiling warmly, playing at innocence
with charms long practiced.
 
 
She grows fine long tendrils
sparkling in the sunshine
and dainty pearly flowers
for bees to hum over
and the long daylight and beaming stars
share the fun of a summer day.
 
 
 
Drifting out on a sunshine day.
Leaping hearts/meandering artists
keep faith to a wayward tune.
 
 
 
Sunbeams sing along brilliant waterfalls.
Sparkling rivers feed turbulent melody.
Those who have found the key
play here.

 
 
sun and sky
entangled elements
create stories of
spiral strands,
chance meetings,
grasping for meaning
 
 
My firefly heart beats into a thousand rays
striking out into the stratosphere playing
with the sunlight, prism bright rainbows
beating, flickering, cold and hot and
How can I make you see?
 
 
 
Blind old seer, wizard, holy prophet
stumbling over rocky hillocks
toward the sun
 
 
 
Sunrays are playing
Warming the walkways
Flashing out rainbows
in random puddles and streams.
 
 
A blazing blue and yellow sun-rayed sky overhead,
and sparkling sea shells beneath your feet.
And the sea breeze and lapping waves make the only
sounds (noisy traffic, heated pavement, not
even a memory).
 
 
wild in the sun, in the shadow, against the highway
moving I to I in the twilight,
anticipate memories to come
 
 
 
Waiting for the Sun --
Lightbringer, creating morning.
Who will you portray today?
 
 

Brilliant skies awaken.
Assert dominance, define upcoming
plans. Feel their confidence as
seedlings burst to touch sunlight.
 
 

Ah to be a Summer gift.
Borne on Sun's warm rays, a'smile,
a welcome lift for all our hearts’ desire.
Festivities, sparkling lights and
generosity
bless time of joyful celebration,
rise in salutation to this Summer star
 
 
 
Children ought to bloom
smiling daisies
laughing pansies
great grasping reaching to
the Sun, the stars.

 
 
 
Reinstate the quiet sunrise
smell of pine and wild roses,
of limitless sky entertaining majestic formations of earth,
unbridled passion encompassing silent reflection,
all orchestrated in bold tones, exquisite complexity
and simple truth.
 

 
In this small space starlight smiles, sun rays slowly kiss
strength and warmth.
 
 
 
Summer melt of sun and mud;
heat mellows, liquifies icy
tensions. Beat down, swallowed in
sweat, too hot for questions
to make sense.
 
 
 
 
 
take a leisurely walk along an
old stone bridge charmingly decorated with ivy and flowering vines
above a swiftly bubbling river onto which the Sun is shining golden notes of magical music
sit and watch, letting the river bring laughter to your smile
if someone should happen by and join the fun, enjoy
if someone should happen by and call you names that are not truly your own, laugh them out of your hearing
if someone should happen by singing your true song, sing along
 
 
Welcome arising in our hearts,
anointing our many-colored soul.
Take in the day.
Rejoice in the sunshine.
 
 
I walk softly in the morning.
Drink awakening dew, sunbeam blessed.
I take what has always been mine,
cherish magnificence
 
 
Stars, sunrays, miracles ablaze.
Loved and protected by gods, smitten with ecstasy.
Fortune favors elegance, grace of presence,
true nobility beyond codes of legend.
 
 
receptive to pleasure;
balming luscious nectars,
warm melt of sunshine,
elation, charismatic exultation --
 
 
 
ebbing outward
gentle ripples
bathed in sunshine ease
 
 
 
All woozy from sunshine.
Tingle of sea breeze, that ocean scent of the wild.
As the sun recedes, cooling, refreshing, yet still a lazy summer eve.
 
If the sky could, it would dream of stars nova bright raining through galactic clouds.
Move inward
as Sunlight descends.
 

 
Tomorrow, the Sun will rise.
The Earth will revolve.
Life will adjust, compromise.
 

 
flow with the forces
of nature,
in touch with combust eternity,
child of the Sun
 
 
sun rise
blossoms to a
rhythmic peak
sending out, sending out, sending out
radiant vibration
 
 
 
 
 

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Loyal Leo will lick your wounds,
refresh with nature's joy:
All our world awhirl in pain;
love and luck we’ll soon regain
 
 
Leo
 
 
Heart strings
playing in the sunshine.
Nobility
out standing star sublime.
Ability to elevate each day.
A lilting aria of blessing.
Radiate your precious energy
to burn pure and true.
Brilliant spirit blazing through,
benefic empress of golden hue,
that's how my heart sees you.
 
 
 
Mid-Leo Evening
 
 
Sitting here, in the cluttered fan-cooled kitchen
while a storm-brewing wind rustles
through the garden below.
The supermarket wine tastes tart and sticky.
The wine tells me stories, you know.
It's the redness and the way the light reflects
against the glass, along with the drug.
Hearing voices in the silent darkness,
I listen without question.
As the night slowly falls,
I envision fantasies of former lives:
Glistening ball gowns and a smiling orange moon
in a starlit sky appear in my mind's eye
along with
jugglers and dancers.
A fortune-telling maiden in glorious rags
places cards upon a table:
"The red one is Death; the white one is Honour;
the green one is Fortune; the blue one is Love."
She lives in a log cabin with a unicorn and goat
who feed and clothe her and keep her safe.
There are many things I need to know
and few to tell me.
So I listen to the wine's stories.
I wish it were my garden, below.
I would go out barefoot and gather ripe vegetables
under the moon,
breathing deeply of the cool night air.
 
 
 
Walk to the Sun
 
 
When I was a child, it was an old shaman
in our village who told the story.
"We used to walk to the Sun.
We would bring back gifts for the earth.
Everyone was happy.
Today, no one walks to the Sun. No one tends the earth.
No one is happy."
 
Lately, I understand that
it was not the actual Sun in the sky
of which s/he spoke. It was that shining
place in our heart that lets us know how to do what is right.
 
I’m taking a walk to the Sun; want to come along?
 
* * * * * * *
 
Then she smiled a million miles
Sunshine bright for days.
 
 
brilliant sunshine
warming
soporific melting melodies


Valiant mauve trumpeter of Sun,
rising songs from sleepy forest balconies,
through miraculous fields.
  
 
 
Early pinks ascend from eerie violets.
Sun’s lifting eye twinkles like a happy kitten,
tummy exposed for adoration.
 


Sun greets Earth
a hearty slap
hot and sassy
   
 
Song of Sun and Earth
Driving beat of nature’s grand
choreography
 
 
Souls dance in the sunlight
to song of far away stars.
 
 
Floating in the sunlight
ready to break free
to be
exactly who we are
 
protecting primeval fire and
gemstones,
seed of the Sun
bearing a glorious array of
multi-hued fruits
upon which we feast
for energy
 
 
sharing secret bliss
taste of Sun-kissed cloud and honey
 
 
I hold your recalled visage dear,
smiling like a sunshine ray.
Sometimes the world is very clear.
 
 
Gaea opens to sunshine to ease our agitation.
Easy winds, breezy gush of summer rain
feeding the greedy young grains,
growing along the plains, the flowers of the storm;
feeding the beasts of the field,
celebrating the cycle, as all is revealed.
 
 
Cyclic time
Sun betrothed to Earth
Millennia revolve, fade, reassert
 
 
She stokes the fire to remember warmth when the Sun was high and strong, and present.
Fire has its own secrets, its own order. As do we all,
each our own furnace, nurturing a flame that is destiny.
 
 
The well of sorrow metamorphoses into a peaceful pond
in which graceful gliding silvery creatures glint in the sunlight.
 
 
song singing hallelujahs,
place of play, haunted
by pretty memories
tinged gold in sunshine
 
 
walking long mornings into sunrise
 
 
Morning sunshine
burns off fog.
Glistening sky and the luxury
of self-companionship.
Ready, take aim, begin.

 
 
Hear adventure recall tribes to revelry,
chase lead of Sun’s bright, warm exchange.
Ignite past’s battles, burn discord as energy.
Surge ahead. Explore new forays toward
merry meeting.
 
The hope for bounteous Sun that bathes all
cares with caring. Lengthening from center
outward, new growth bespeaks awareness.
 
 
learning to love
      together in the
        sunshine.
Embracing in fields of dandelions.
Happy to be
      imperfect beings
          together.
 
 
 
Reach out to join our hands,
sharing warmth of your reflected love,
Mother Sun.
 
 
Daughter in Summer's sun
smiling warmly, playing at innocence
with charms long practiced.
 
 
She grows fine long tendrils
sparkling in the sunshine
and dainty pearly flowers
for bees to hum over,
and the long daylight and beaming stars
share the fun of a summer day.
 
 
 
Drifting out on a sunshine day.
Leaping hearts/meandering artists
keep faith to a wayward tune.
 
 
 
Sunbeams sing along brilliant waterfalls.
Sparkling rivers feed turbulent melody.
Those who have found the key
play here.


 
sun and sky
entangled elements
create stories of
spiral strands,
chance meetings,
grasping for meaning
 
 
My firefly heart beats into a thousand rays
striking out into the stratosphere playing
with the sunlight, prism bright rainbows
beating, flickering, cold and hot and
How can I make you see?
 
 
 
Blind old seer, wizard, holy prophet
stumbling over rocky hillocks
toward the sun
 
 
 
Sunrays are playing
Warming the walkways
Flashing out rainbows
in random puddles and streams.
 
 
A blazing blue and yellow sun-rayed sky overhead,
and sparkling sea shells beneath your feet.
And the sea breeze and lapping waves make the only
sounds (noisy traffic, heated pavement, not
even a memory).
 
 
wild in the sun, in the shadow, against the highway
moving I to I in the twilight,
anticipate memories to come
 
 
Waiting for the Sun --
Lightbringer, creating morning.
Who will you portray today?
 
 

Brilliant skies awaken.
Assert dominance, define upcoming
plans. Feel their confidence as
seedlings burst to touch sunlight.
 
 

Ah to be a Summer gift.
Borne on Sun's warm rays, a'smile,
a welcome lift for all our hearts’ desire.
Festivities, sparkling lights and
generosity
bless time of joyful celebration,
rise in salutation to this Summer star
 
 
 
Children ought to bloom
smiling daisies
laughing pansies
great grasping reaching to
the Sun, the stars.

 
 
 
Reinstate the quiet sunrise
smell of pine and wild roses,
of limitless sky entertaining majestic formations of earth,
unbridled passion encompassing silent reflection,
all orchestrated in bold tones, exquisite complexity
and simple truth.
 

 
In this small space starlight smiles, sun rays slowly kiss
strength and warmth.
 
 
 
Summer melt of sun and mud;
heat mellows, liquifies icy
tensions. Beat down, swallowed in
sweat, too hot for questions
to make sense.
 
 
 
 
 
take a leisurely walk along an
old stone bridge charmingly decorated with ivy and flowering vines
above a swiftly bubbling river onto which the Sun is shining golden notes of magical music
sit and watch, letting the river bring laughter to your smile
if someone should happen by and join the fun, enjoy
if someone should happen by and call you names that are not truly your own, laugh them out of your hearing
if someone should happen by singing your true song, sing along
 
 
Welcome arising in our hearts,
anointing our many-colored soul.
Take in the day.
Rejoice in the sunshine.
 
 
I walk softly in the morning.
Drink awakening dew, sunbeam blessed.
I take what has always been mine,
cherish magnificence
 
 
Stars, sunrays, miracles ablaze.
Loved and protected by gods, smitten with ecstasy.
Fortune favors elegance, grace of presence,
true nobility beyond codes of legend.
 
 
receptive to pleasure;
balming luscious nectars,
warm melt of sunshine,
elation, charismatic exultation --
 
 

ebbing outward
gentle ripples
bathed in sunshine ease
 
 
 
All woozy from sunshine.
Tingle of sea breeze, that ocean scent of the wild.
As the sun recedes, cooling, refreshing, yet still a lazy summer eve.
 
If the sky could, it would dream of stars nova bright raining through galactic clouds.
Move inward
as Sunlight descends.
 

 
Tomorrow, the Sun will rise.
The Earth will revolve.
Life will adjust, compromise.
 

 
flow with the forces
of nature,
in touch with combust eternity,
child of the Sun
 
 
sun rise
blossoms to a
rhythmic peak
sending out, sending out, sending out
radiant vibration
 
 
 
 
 
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