My Life Has Never Been ‘the Same’

My Life has never been ‘the same’ – Because of you we met My love, my marvelous, my friend. You who came into my life Untamed, undressed and unafraid, Gathering the stars… You inspired light-up in my heart Movement in my limbs, Stillness of my soul.   My Life has...

Desensitized

“I am weak, I am weary, I am worn” Traditional hymn Orange full moon stallsBack to the eastern horizon it fallsIn retrograde motionA dancing notion The western hill eats the moonThe eastern mountains greet the sunThank the good LordRetrograde motion has...

A River In Mild Duress

A celestial moon calls meTo an opening.A cauldronOf sea-sand and foam.Another riverUnder mild duress, but willing.From your legs of cypressA water baby,Born with kitchen wisdom. Will the water thatCarried us hereClaim us back againAs fish?Perhaps. Relationships ebb...

End Times

We’re at the end times now, with my father in law.  He had an infection that has sapped his strength so much so that he can’t roll over in bed or sit up.  He’s at home now, and the waiting game has begun.  This is the third time, and hopefully the last, that I’ve been...

On Growing Old

They sat together on the grainey grey rocks, only the space of her leaning hand between them, a hand twisted and gnarled, blue veins like tiny mountains erupting from the brown spotted surface of her skin. He reached out and put his hand over hers – a half sized...

Many Hands – Thank You

Many hands: children, family, friends, lovers and neighbors – have manifest for me a life of wonderful. My library; one of hardship, good fortune and joyfulness. My journey; From wholeness…A seeker of wholeness. My words and images; Written or voiced, Rally to...

Finding Your Passion: Thoughts on Creativity Revisited

A look back at historical Creative Edge posts Originally posted in 1996 (Newsletter #25) by Donald Mathews I (recently) found myself looking for clues for personal life direction—my soul’s longing and my salvation. From experience as an artist, I know if I follow what...

Savor Your Life

Savor your lifeas if it werea blue ceramic bowljust the size tofit into your handfull to the brimwith plump red berriesthe ones grownby stooped old farmersin their ownperfect gardensnot the ones flown infrom some else’sfaraway life. Savor your lifeas if each...

Dancing With Dagma

 “Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin.Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in.Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove.Dance me to the end of love.Dance me to the end of love.” – Leonard Cohen Have I...

Primitive Road

No signs beyond the warning,‘Primitive Road,’In the big wide openOf high plains, fields of wheatAnd soon-to-be-planted earth.  Something begged me to knowThe hum of this road,Her closed whispersAt a slow-measured-pace,Alongside tufts of grainAnd dust-devilsToward the...