No excuse for found courage

I step bold from your shadow

Audacious in my demand for light

Stamping a tattoo on hard ground

With each lift and fall bells jangle

Hips sway and command a rhythm

Meant for me but beat in another time

Chains loosen; fall away to red dirt

Skirts lift and swirl, blown by warmed winds

Swept aside by my own hands

Making room for the roar and passion

Head thrown back, uncaring of the watchers

Breath drawn across desert parched lips

The bells locked on ankles as a claim ring

With each step, each movement they plea

Clarion call of my captive heart

To another unseen, unknown

To quench the fire left burning

14-October-2015

Unfurled, my spirit sails on warm currents

Long held in check by fear and convention

Now called forth by whispered promises

Earthbound no more, I dance on moonbeams

Your dark essence penetrates my solitude

Filling me with light and heated supplication

Higher, more and where have you been

7-October-2015

Bring on the storm

I am not afraid

Perhaps a little frightened

Still I say, bring on the tempest

Let it rage through me

Cleanse me of my fears

Replace them with nothing

Or with furious desire

Burning through tethers

Binding me to history

Forcing me inside of myself

Away from my desire

Bring on the storm

I am not afraid

I am a little terrified

Unchained from my history

As I scatter in the gale

Of delight and freedom

Lifted up on spread wings

Reaping the wind and ions

Swept away in ecstasy

Bound by something new

9 – April – 2015