4 Cimi
White Self-Existing
World-Bridger
Like ice in winter
Roses
Or frosted dew on
Grass –
My Heart Melts.
Only the Stone
Remains in Place
Outside the Tomb
But like a Cloud
The Boulder floats
away –
She has risen!
The Angel in your
voice –
It’s Tone and Timbre
Start my Heart to
beat
A Resurrection of
Affection
Wordless Communion
Reunion –
Celebration
A past Affair –
A bitter Death
Brought to present
Time
In Forgiveness –
Remembrance
And Gratitude
sublime.
©Kleomichele Leeds
3 Chicchan
Red
Electric Serpent
In Solitude
I journey down
To meet Ereshkigal --
My Sister dark –
My Shadow
Seven times she
Strips my Flesh –
My Veils
Bone alone remains –
If I survive
My self will die –
And while I mourn
My Soul will be reborn.
©Kleomichele Leeds
Yellow Lunar Seed
That Time of Year lies yawning –
Stretching the Space between Seasons
Days – Weeks of Promise when
depending on the Solstice
We stand between cold Dread and warm
Anticipation
That Time of Year that takes the plant
Roots deep –
Makes its Moves from inner Signals
Cosmic Calls of ice-filled Lakes –
Frost – Cold –Wind –Snow and Rain
The skies of November resemble a Day in March
When grey Clouds give no Comfort or
Promise of Warmth
Finally, winter loses Strength---
A Seed begins its brave invisible
Ascent to early Suns too pale for warming---
Only Faith supports our Skin and
Bones
Now chilled and blue with Longing
For spring, the winter’s Damage to
atone
That Time of Year lay shivering
While we, like Children, short-sighted
And burning with Desire cannot wait
For howling, whistling Winds
To blow away the old and bring upon
the New
The autumnal Days of early spring are
rude---
They tease and taunt without Remorse
That Time of Year too short to name
until---
Azure fills a Sky of cotton Clouds---
Jonquil Petals open with the Violet---
Green Grass quivers with the Flights
of little Bees
Whose Legs are yellow Pollen laden---
Daffodil sits up with Hyacinth upon
the Hill
The Moth awakes to fly on parchment
Wing
The Seasons turn – Gaia smiles –
naming Spring.
©Kleomichele Leeds
Blue Magnetic Night
Sweet Sleep
Enfold me
Travel down
And hold me
To Thy Breast –
Long Night
Approach me
Overcome
And take me
Down to
Rest --
Tall Dreams
Entrance Me –
Free the Heart
To dance in me
Lest –
Dark Fears
Besiege me –
Swallow down
And seize
The very best
Of me.
©Kleomichele Leeds
White Cosmic Wind
A Phantom have I
Lived with near a
Year –
An inner Voice
A disembodied Face
A separate Self –
Beloved yet apart –
A ghostly Lover
Occupies my Heart
His surface Charm
Hides Depths
unfathomable –
Deadly and immortal
both –
Wild Resentment grows
there
Upon him, I projected
Every Wound and Crime
Committed from my infancy
Until present Time
I fashioned him a
Hero –
That insubstantial Soul
–
But when I cut him loose,
I saw
The Hero is my Self,
made whole.
©Kleomichele Leeds
Red Crystal Dragon
Stories within me
Lie sleeping –
For safe-keeping
I suppose
With the swelling of
the Moon
Dreams layered into
Time and Space awaken
The Wild One within
Recurring Patterns
rise
Interwoven Archetypes
--
Paisleys of Divinity
Design a Woman’s Soul
As she quickens with
The Life Force
Formed by Destiny –
So do We.
©Kleomichele Leeds
11 Ahau
Yellow Spectral Sun
The bluest blue Jay cries
To Ruby-throated
Hummingbirds
Whose tiny sunlit
scarlet Throats
Dance
In grand extravagance –
Otherworldly,
truly –
Huge
Crows dip low overhead
Searching
out Breakfast -- screeching black
Messengers
from an Underworld unseen
Guided by the
gliding
Flying, dipping,
darting
Drumming, thrumming,
Hummingbirds –
Symbols of an
over-arching Wing –
Hints of a Time
sublime
When I too will
sing.
©Kleomichele Leeds
