Saturday, September 22, 2012

Today is the Equinox- in Latin it means "equal night".  So it is the beginning of the season...today we shall be equal...so as our light faces its dark side...maybe realizations come.  My fate is not an easy one because I have a moon in Scorpio...which as much as I'd like to believe my life is not influenced my celestial positions...the profile is a bit correct.  I am able, willing and fascinated to travel into my own dark depths.  I am extremely emotion oriented.  But I am also useful for mankind...as in each zodiac position has purpose...I can deal with the dark side aspects of life- grief, death, trauma.  I might know the path well, thus I maybe able to help my follow travelers who are stuck in the underworld.  So I have written a very dark poem...but it is not the kind of lover you think of...this is a family member who I love immensely.. will you will get it I think...ah the dramas we enter...and create...
HAPPY EQUINOX....EQUAL NIGHT!!! BALANCE YOUR LIGHT AND DARK!!!

BTW- I have decided if my nature is intense, deep emotional sensitivity, proud, able to love passionately, watery, striking temper...so be it...I think if I judged myself or tried to ignore my nature...it would be bigger mess...

It is strange....I have students who are the bright honors and the dark -not-in-the-box of academia...repeaters....dark is not a bad word in my vocabulary....and I am falling in love with each of my dark siders...they have their own broken or just not the kind of motivation for the factory like structure of public school....they breed patience in me...they transform me more than the honors students...I almost cannot relate to the bright angels...if someone asked me right now to give up one or the other...I surely would give up the honors and stay with my slow motion Joes...weird right?

Betrayed

Beyond the
Underworld I reside
Proud
A stealth of love
Hangs itself
The reed of forgiveness
Breaks on the wind
And disappears on the horizon
I can not tuck my emotion
Into a secret corner
And let it die.
It is a raging flame
I will let it grow and consume
Me
wielding a path out into
The future where I shall walk
Again and again. 
My fate is written
For the depths I visit
The nature of my soul and heart
Are filled with dark matter,
Love, hurt, pride, - all in a
Tumultuous affair
pulsing with their own energy
wicked in their desires
Some enigmatic grace is an
Ember in the shadows
The betrayal continues but the
Sword that love wields only cuts
Itself, for being the ever fool lover

Kori, Sept 22 Equinox

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Pieces of the Infinite

an original signature
expanding
reverberates through limitation,
hunting the flame

I don’t know where you are
but I do know who you are

You are a particle and wave of light
a piece of the infinite
taken flight

My water and your water are born from a
the same source divine

It does not matter if you are in my space or time
I feel your tone, rhythm and essence seep into mine

When you transform energy
I feel it deep inside
like the Moon
shifting the tides

Space and time is a rock
sinking to the bottom of
the eternal river
Our limbs are tied to it
and we are drowning
even though
we are natural swimmers

I wait for your release
for my breath to travel deep
to awaken the coiled serpent
for your energy to penetrate
my field of being

The water in you is a tidal wave of desire
I can feel it in my dreams
crashing down on
my desolate shore
only one more shift and
a tsunami will annihilate all falseness
the dragon of fate will summons the flame to ignite
and we will rise like vapor
seduced by the sun.

kori 2012

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Space, Time and Love



Susan Boulet, Eros

Space, Time and Love 

The imperfect architect of love
whose passion filled flame vibrates
higher and higher
Knocks only


He has found my realm
yet does not enter


I hear him on the other side
His deep concentrated breath
Ignites a wave of wonder
I peek through the keyhole but I am
Burnt by the image of beauty
The ash smells sweet



Wounds  will rage for attention
when he walks through
He brings images and fantasies
How will we sift through the debris
Of wicked storms?
limitation being
The only taste on our lips


Space, Time and Love is a

Circus of despair that everyone
Breathes too heavily
The blind clowns wrestle with dragons
The sisters of fate tie wicked knots
A cult of alchemist possess all players
The Buddha sits, Maya twirls
And The Mother Spins within emptiness
Was love always on fire?

The flame now blue
Flickers
embers burn in the initiate
The lone warrior seeks his
Erotic mate- himself- herself…
A mirror, a torch, a door is the only savior
He-she knows she-he might be lost on the horizon
The soul on the edge of chaotic abyss
She seeks her he, and he hides his her away from the light of day
Will it always be a foursome?
Two live in the sun
Two Traversing the underworld
Time, space and love
An inferno of darkness reigns
Yet light is the secret poison
on Eros’ arrow plunging deep into
a willing rapturous heart
and the wounded bleeds bliss.

Monday, March 19, 2012

The Ache

an ache,
trembles,
echoes through me and
into the cosmos
so far and wide
I can see out beyond space and time,
past a million blazing suns
          
Lost for eons
          questing for god and you

My soul waxes and wanes
recognizing the other
it explodes wider
shifting
but unable to release
the last breath that will ignite
the last death

Within deep chasms
embers  drift
smolder
wait
to consume all that is known
     

Lost  for eons
    questing for god and you

Only the farthest galaxies
on the outer edges of expansion
know my heart

A lone emission of love
has a faint tone
the other’s rhythm is a shadow
only seen because of the sun.
a strange energy
bombards my atmosphere
quiet earthquakes
disturb my ring of fire

lost for eons
questing for god and you

a deep ocean of indifference
presses down
on a hidden fountain of passion
forgotten in separateness

when you seek me
my body vibrates
and the core begins to melt

your voice is like a
supernova exploding
into an array of colors I cannot name
they ripple through me
their rhythm is  an inferno raging

lost for eons
questing for god and you

a wicked land mass miles thick
hide the
ashes of so many paths burned
in vain
layers of illusion crumble

A dragon who only
knows fire
crosses
endless dimensions
swims from underneath  
the primordial sea
the twin flame questing for me

the other illuminates
the now
the serpent uncoils its tied
secrets

the inner sphere is a
a wave breaking on the
sand saturated with eternity
my dream yearns for the
phoenix
to become vapor on the horizon

I am light
I am the cosmos,
the dragon, the flame,
the phoenix, the center
the nothing, the everything
I am dark,
I am every cell of light
in the sun

only when
you exhale
your sacred breath
does the ache cease
igniting
the beloved
the flame illuminating
eons
you
god

and I
am found.


Kori 2012
 


to my lovers
Earth,
Wind, 
Sky, 
Sun, 
Fire, 
Desert,
sue,
scott, 
napoleon, 
mimi, 
nino, 
Josh, 
Parris, 
Noah my sweet son. 

Saturday, February 4, 2012

A Scar Shimmering


the desolate bones move
but the heart remains

the flesh finds new space
but something lingers on

space is a wicked fool
casting us away
yet I still resonate with you

I did not know how deep I went in
I was too lost in the union

A secret phoenix rises
I follow far behind

I recreate myself
from the ashes of a
desired mysterious flame

my will steps away
my soul still honors the union
I linger on the edge of love
knowing eons passed between us

I wander
lonely in my heart
my cells grasp for the lost rapture

the strength of you vibrates in me still
a torn soul who traveled so far
and guided me on
shrouded in deep abandonment
reached for me

a warrior who steps forth
and met me at dusk
and we entered the unknown tragic night
together...
what labyrinth do we weave?
the release is near...

love never ends...it pulses like a
nebula in the farthest regions of empty space
and wears a transparent veil
motivated by its own agenda

the rhythm sinks
into an unknown region
a scar of light is
ever
shimmering

within


Kori 2012

Friday, February 3, 2012

Particles and Waves




Forgetfulness shoots his
arrow through me, but yet I live.


I am light.
A particle waking and
A wave dreaming.


The seasons,
the Sun,
the Earth,
Day,
Night,
are my
observers,
the scientists watching
me shift.


An experiment in time/space


Arising forth
vibrating
pulsing
A portal
A mirror
A love


I am light.
A particle waking and
A wave dreaming.
Kori 2011