Thursday, December 9, 2010

Dawn's Song

Sing the new day into being,

Chant the harmony of soul.

I listen under shadow

Laced with the prickle of sunlight,

As the day, in its sweet abundance,

Begins.

Copyright December, 2010.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Night's Song

Whisper to me from the eaves of your soul
Touch your breath upon my lips and
Make my skin sing the song of appeasement.

I feel the leaves rustle overhead in the canopy of stars
And in the breath of night.
Sweet the fragrance of stars dripping yellow and pink
upon the fertile landscape below.

Hold my feet fast to your heart to let me feel the thrum of you.
Guide my hand to the earth and let her part under my fingertips.

The verdant night bestows all of her numinous grace upon me.
Sleep, oh moon upon my eyes,
Soft in your waxing and waning upon the imprint of my soul.

Copyright 2010 Audrey Howitt

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Two's A Crowd

Without my notice,
your way steals into my being
and crowds out the sense of me
that I hang onto, so tenuously.

What padlock do you turn
without my seeing it?

What words do you utter
without my hearing them?

Why do I let you come in so far
and leave myself so far behind?

Leave me, for I cannot house the two of us

2010 Copyright Audrey Howitt

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Anger

Let us speak not in haste,
For fear of loosing unkindness.

Words, those barbed, angry projectiles
thrown in anger and frustration.
They bounce not, but lodge their cruel barbs
exquisitely against skin so soft, so sensitive,
to inflame and irritate
the calmest of moments,
to release their poison
intravenously.

The slow death of relationships
in which barbs, once lodged,
have never been pried loose.

copyright 2010 Audrey Howitt

Friday, May 14, 2010

Dreams of Trees

The night coats the rim of the moon with its cloak.
The night pours its lush scent into the secret indentations of the trees,
Into the carnal world of darkened bark.

The night lives in the scent of its admirers,
Those admirers who pour into its blackness,
Who come covered in oils so rich in fragrance
that they ooze the carnality of the trees, of the night, of the moon.

Oh radiant moon, find me this night and cover me in the softness of your down,
That I may scent you in my dreams and sight you in my eyes.

Copyright 2010

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Rainy Day

I cannot see the sun today.
It hides it's face among the clouds.
The rain pours down in fits and starts,
And pounds against the window-so loud.

I read my book and wish the storm to pass
I read snuggled in my bed with tea.
My book feels heavier,
My eyes recede.

Can dreams be far away?

Friday, April 23, 2010

The ball

Dusty corners of my middle-aged brain
Try to keep track of the multitudinous strings of my life.
If I could only wrap those strings into a ball,
I would know where all my thoughts were,
And lay them quietly again in the corner of my brain.

Copyright April 2010

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Who am I anyway?

I am the average mom walking down the street
Dressed in comfortable, funky, ultimately- very serviceable clothes.
You have seen me in a thousand people passing you.

Within this ordinary trapping of a life,
I feel my dreams crowd around inside my skull.
Vying for space,
they sit right next to the part of me that pays the bills,
sometimes on time.

Within this ordinary trapping of a life,
My dreams scream to be let loose before I die--
Before they die with me.

See them as I reveal them to you.
Watch with the vision of compassion
as I open their door and let them fly.

Know me.

copyright protected April 2010