Bird of Prey 


I’m the elusive creature 

Now you see me
Now you don’t 
You thought you caught me
But your net remains empty
I’ve learned this lesson before
Prisoner of war
The cult following 
Will meet and fall in love 
Then turn into acts disappearing 
My saliva scatters from your ego
Search and search 
But you’ll never track me again
Go figure 


Armor and Skin

Let us for a single moment

Leash our minutes and frame this image-
That you are as present as my own skin
I am the armor dressed upon you 
A genuine protection that does not weigh down or harm you 
A consuming presence to stand guard while you heal
Closer than the stars to their flame
More delicate than the swans milky feathers
Quiet as a mothers whisper
Inked into the endless depth of you
To stand in honored recognition
Head bowed in unselfish submission
Guided by a higher instruction
A sword to slain the criminals ravage urging 
You will not feel the pierce of pain 
I would be as the armor -and you-Would be as my skin

Mama Bear


Mama bear
With eyes of steel
Forged in the dungeon
of self protection
Can no longer lean on the comfort of self mutilation
Or the escape
of sniffing powdered lines of elation
Given three angels to raise with a raw affection
She is the rain for them
May they evolve with sharpened blades of intuition
She is the sun for them
May they feel the light emerge from a darkened past
She arms her heart and home
She raises them alone
A protector from skin to bones
Never having been in love
Until the arrival of her first son
Everything changed
Every sacrifice made
Thickened into a mama bear
Her love that feeds and protects
Is the same love
You should fear