Cupping Poems

Nature is magic

...I love the smell of dew on the grass, when a new day has just begun. I love to watch the flowers as they turn their heads towards the Sun.

I love to hear the gentle whispers of the welcoming breez...

Grief Has No Language

...
We share our grief without language,
for we often cannot summon the words.
For our gestures give answers when voices fail.
Grief is shared many ways:
In a deep lingering, soul-searching gaze of...

God Giveth and God Taketh Away

...My mother bathes her mother’s feet.
She kneels in quiet reverence,
Raising the one who raised her.
Hands cupping water as if it were holy.
Her hands speak a language older than words.
The langua...

The Language Before Words

...My mother bathes her mother’s feet.
She kneels in quiet reverence,
Raising the one who raised her.
Hands cupping water as if it were holy.
Her hands speak a language older than words.
The langua...

It is to be

...Staring into the stratospheric abyss 
Cumulus clouds swiftly drift along.  
As I stand at a dusty precipice,  
The white-hot heat of the sun beating down,  
Microscopic gravel crunches beneat...

rising

...
we rise
although gravity and time 
may hold us in the cupping 
of their hands
we rise in a plethora of dreams
escaping above the vents
of circumstance
we rise into the tent
of all embracing...

The Animals They Talk

...Venus
Casts a tiny shadow
Upon the ghostly snow
From its candle held by an extended hand
Of a cloaked man
Who trips through the stripped trees

Follows the fresh trail of reindeer
To our seco...

Yours

...You lips
so close, so promising
awe-inspiring
inviting
enticing

If only...
I sigh
I die
to everything else
but this
wondering...
ah....wondering...
what it would be like
to touch
    ...

Serenity in a Cup

...The whistling kettle calls to me.
Telling me it's time for tea
I grab my Tinkerbell mug off the shelf
As I try to decide what to have for myself
What flavor of brew should I steep into my cup?

...

Spontaneity

...
Line of inquiry from Unseeking Seeker:

"discarding narrow thought flow crutch
we learn directly by soft touch
and what we garner we relay
to the vast void in childlike play
entwined thus wit...

Roses On Valentine's Day

...

Rose wine days fill our tender moments 
rose petal hours skipping on like a sigh 

Rose dreams cupping my heart and yours 
rose time kisses, sweet as honey 

Rose love wrapped it amorous st...

Harmonica Home Joe

...he's a sweet harmonica home Joe
soft steel raven, bending blues
dripping honey from her spoon
nothing quite says melancholy
like a harp in cupping wah-wah glow
for endless grooves, a winding sho...

Maybe Someday

...When I was young,
cupping my ears with my tiny hands
because Daddy was mad
I blocked mommy's screams,
had to see all the fights 
between her and the monster
I wanted to save her,
but I was hid...

Can You Feel It

...


~~Can You Feel It~~


The rainbowed bubbles of hope in the air?
God's hands cupping the earth during
these days of a great scare?

It's time to realize that peanut brained scient...

Aston Martin Dreaming

...Her curves are seductive,
Her purr radioactive
Quite the lady by day, sultry vixen at night,
A head turning beauty, a heart stopping sight.

She's no wilting flower, alluring and coy,
Aloof yet...

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