I still feel your sense on me, as my senses slowly ease into a gentle yoga flow. Waking up in agitating heart pain with no words to explain, I still remembered your solid body on me. Wanting to cry in despair, I still had to smile as I recalled the un-asked for pleasure your strong thrusts created…
Category: poetry
Gratitude to Earth
Today I’m feeling sad. Packing up a house doesn’t bother me. My soul was meant for the sea. But ripping out a garden which has sustained me, when there was no boat to gently rock me towards the horizon, is heart breaking. As we nourished your dead earth back, giving worms, compost, nutrients and love…
Wild Child
My wild child your home is the Sea Conceived on the waves She was the first you could see. Blue eyes like the water, expansive as the horizon, the world your oyster That’s my wish for thee. Now you roam secluded beaches, grassy planes, green hills and lush lands From coast to desert, plane, boat…
Dini Martinez 