~the wishes of sea~

she sat quietly in her wishing spot 
the water from a small fountain 
flowed over slate and calmed her 
as jasmine incense became smoke 
in the air 

her heart was confused this day 

confused about love 

she knew how deeply she loved him 
she thought that he loved her too 
but complications in their lives 
kept them oceans apart 

this separation caused anxiety 
to flood into her tender being 
so she sat and she wished 
as hard as she could 
that things could be different 
that her heart could have rest 
that her spirit could keep joy 

she wished 
even when she could not touch 
that her love would always cover 
him
and that he would know 
how deeply she loved him 

she wished 
that she would find freedom 
in his love and not doubt 

she wished 
that she no longer felt 
the consuming fear of rejection 

she wished 
that life was not so complicated 
but 
with all her wishing 
she still remains confused 

confused 
about today 
about yesterday 
about tomorrow 
so she wishes 
to let these feelings 
of doubt 
of fear 
of confusion 

fly away
with jasmine smoke 

she sighs a deep sigh 
and says "let go" 

and again 

she sighs a deep sigh 
and commands "let go" 

slowly 
her being lets go 
and only then 
does her heart 
see its wishes 
as color dreams 
that are real to her 

when her eyes are closed 
and she sleeps 
in swirling lavenders 
of flannel feathers
she is in his embrace 

wishing. 

-Kimba (Joee) 
Copyright: 
February 7, 2002














absurd stars

staring at a cluster of pictures
reflections of who you want to be
i giggle at this ritual
a glorification that you can’t see

so many pretty faces
to which you memorize their name
and every empty body
you fill as you play your game

it’s funny how it makes you smile
to think these people are better than you
your modesty is so beautiful
because you can’t believe what is true

i can call you a lot of things
but you will dismiss me with a word
so i simply smile as i watch you
enjoying that you’re innocently absurd

-fawn
copyright
11/04
















* 6th sense *

I feel a scent of your wishes.
I feel a sound of your thoughts.
I feel a color of your dreams.
I feel a taste of your glances.
I feel a heat of your whispers.
I feel a light of your life.
Can it really be a love?..

V. Heartwolf,
Copyright: February 8, 2002














riverside daydreams

I gaze at the waters uv the stream,
at currents moving like strange electricity 
through a liquid brain

Reflections uv trees 
like dendrites,axons,neurons
in a kozmik mind-stirred 
nature salad uv divinity

Written and shared with 
love,joy,and wonder.

-Matt
Copyright:
February 17, 2002
airlesslunar@yahoo.com














i am rain

free falling drops that can’t be held onto
simply slither through your fingers
my touch is violating, cold electricity for your skin
ricocheting against your defenses, i’m no longer reverb in your heart

smacking against the pavement
i lash out at your window’s stare
you think it’s calming - so beautiful to watch me fall
preferring to watch from a distance
through a sheet of glass where it’s warm

i used to feel your gaze separate me
while i danced on that midnight well
waking up on the grass in the morning
wiped clean from the night before

-fawn
copyright
11/04















Circling ravens overhead
communicating on silent wavelengths
of angelweave hairs
Beauty,mystery
Sleek poles uv solidaritee
SLUDDERERIA in my VOOLERIA
Anthropodactic vludaneria

-Matt S.
airlesslunar@yahoo.com
Copyright:
February 16, 2002














His Voice

Your voice speaks
with the grace of
a love poet's 
tongue.

Each word chosen
carefully to form
pictures I
can see.

When I tell you
that I am wrong
for you,

you purr so
sweetly into 
my ear. 

"If another
has your heart,

if another
has your voice,

if another
has your face,

then my love, 
I will go 
to her
and I will 
love her, as
I love you.

Until that day
my wish remains
to wake up each
morning beside you,

brushing back 
your hair,

looking into
your dream,

feeling the warmth
of your body,

kissing your
lips first.

And as my days 
come to an end,
my greatest wish
is to be in your 
arms, when my angel 
comes for me.

This way, my love,
I leave one angel's
arms and go into 
another's.

There is no trauma,
I am safe
my love,
with you.." 

--Kimba
Copyright, July 2000



















~DAVID BOWIE~