declimatizing

finally above the water
if not above, at least not assunder
eye-level with
eye-water
welter-waiter
buoyant daughter
server, lover, wife-and
mother
wader wading
waist deeper
sloping steeper
secret-keeper
quiet girl and
longing loner....


i miss you, yes, but
more and over
this is better
growing-grower
quick!, then
slower
not a glance past the
shoulder
will i shower you so
sooner
never closer,
never nearer
never seeing me
for me
for me

for me
so older,
fonder
go and
go-er
last and
level,
EYE LEVEL
with the water, and
if not level

not

assunder

confettied

its october, my favourite month. i can smell halloween in the air-- a marker of a new year, and a time for quiet reflection and hard work.



before we left town i sold all my special spiritual aids and literature-- my entire collection of rare tarot cards, too.

I sold them to people I trust and respect and whom I felt would be loving with these items that were so dear to me.

When we ridded ourselves of all our material possessions (barring a handful of extremely important things) I felt renewed. It was truly a freeing experience. I had nothing. It reminded me how crucial it is to feel that way, how good it felt to not be owned by my belongings.

I'm feeling more and more hopeful as the days pass. Not as angry.

Calmer.

Perched.