Terrifying
The beauty of it all
It’s overwhelming
There’s so much of everything
And so much of it so beautiful
I can’t even…
Ding!
Is that you
Texting me?
I wait
Be cool
Let thirty seconds pass
Before I cross the room
To pick up my phone
It’s a fucking ad
For solar panels
Just
No
Honey
Yummy honey
Local bees
In my tummy
Yes please
What’s in my tummy?
The honey or the bees?
Or the whole of the cosmos?
What a squeeze!
(C) Zoë Xanadu 2021
We fell
The states were closed to one another
As our hearts lit up
A tiny window opened for us
To sip from true love’s cup
We yearn and strive to feel close
With new laws holding us apart
We both stay home so far away
When home is in each other’s heart
I long for you my darling one,
To feel your arms around me
To hear you whisper to my hair
Of all the things that should be
Hold on my love, and I will too
To the truth of our sweet story
This pain we know is compost
For a garden full of glory
(C) Zoë Xanadu 2021
Comirnaty
Hello spike protein
Welcome to my systems
I see the genetic code in you,
And invite you to show my body
How to make copies
Good morning dear body
This is an invited guest
Please make them welcome
Drop down into accommodation mode
If you will, and help them do their work
A biscuit dear guest? A cup of tea?
Let me show you to our lovely bath
Soak in here awhile with your kind host
And get to know each other
Find your harmony like new lovers
Befriending the reality of our times
Supporting our communal wellness
With a perfect fusion of love and science
Dear body, you and the virus share Mother Earth now
May you do so safely and gently
It’s ok
Keep
Breathing
I love you
Cloak
I was looking for my cloak
But it wasn’t outside of me
I am the cloak
Housing my nervous system
Containing my blood
Protecting my heart
I was wary of the wolf
But it wasn’t outside of me either
I’m the only wolf now
Stalking my own vulnerability
Ready to trick me
Eyes glinting from the shadows
I wanted to show love to my Grandmother
But she wasn’t outside of me either
I am my grandmother
She is in me
And the reverence I show myself
Honours all of the grandmothers
Whose stories I breathe
So I filled my basket with goodness
And I carry that treasure within me
Self-nourishing
So that I may stride
Upright and belonging
Into the forest
And in the clearing
I seek my healing
And my healing happens
Through relationship
Through connection
Through safety
I am here in the clearing
And I see that you are here too
Copyright 2021
https://youtu.be/29Tl6EZjtis written to honour the release of this single by majestic creatrix Jex Lopez ♥️
Roses
I told her my news
She sent roses to my door
So then I had more news
To tell my friends
Better than the daily covid update
Follow my career and love-life journal for more recipes
Actually don’t
I won’t publish it
Falling
Keep up your routines
They say
When at risk of falling hard and fast
Ok
She tries
But this pesky pandemic
Has got her all locked down
And the enforced extended distance builds a tension even greater
Morning texts that go til lunchtime
Nap time fantasies abound
Phone calls filled with longing
So much longing
They could only wish
for a shortcut to the next tryst
Lips whisper through the ether
Of desires yet unmet
Something showstoppingly stunning
grows as Spring approaches
But what it is feels jostled
By this other
Discomfort
This insistent presence
of an isolating threat
delaying
delaying
delaying
How delicious can torture really be?
And now
Presenting:
This moment
Welcome to your appointment with life
Thank yourself for making time
in your busy schedule
to be available to notice
your breath
coming into your body
and leaving your body
Your belly rising
Your belly falling
Your mind slowing
Your tension releasing
Your heart opening
Your shoulders falling
Your smile relaxing
Your eyes softening
Your hair growing
Your forehead clearing
Your organs rejoicing
Your freedom expanding
Breath coming in
Breath flowing out
Yes
How lovely
Looking deeply into things
Opening your perception up to the beauty and miraculous perfection all around you
Remembering your innate intelligence
Savouring the elegance of life
And your self as part of the miracle
Here you are
Right here
Right now
Breathing
Breathing
Calm
Smiling
Present
Wonderful
Worthy
Welcome
You are as perfect as that leaf
That shell
That star
That sunrise
That breeze
You are all of these things
With gratitude and love
You belong
Mirror
The mirror reflects my state of mind. Not the truth. Not any singular truth. The clarity of my heart shining through my forehead The scowl of my worries curving my shoulders My love of self embracing the most excellent styling of my perfectly filthy hair Or my mild blue afflicting my perception that the very same hair sees me unfit for human contact... Naked. Some days I scrutinise that reflected body as if it owes me something, answerable to all the erroneous demands of our superficial culture - what is that curve? That hair? Why has gravity been allowed here? Other times I find the beauty of it breathtaking, wishing I was someone else so that I could hold it in my gaze and reach out with tender touch to feel its perfection tremble with pleasure. When the mirror tells me harsh truths, if it is a lucky day, I can remember that the mirror reflects my state of mind and I make some time to soften my thoughts until the mirror reflects love to me once more.
Copyright 2021
Spritely Musings 