New Year Blues

A blue moon bade her
and
the year past
good night

As slumber images
beckon dreams
to the fringes and verges
of other consciousness
and multi-realms of
midnight possibiities

Dangling from her shadowlight
she
encounters the blue-speckle textured
archetypal tri-door-a box

Gentle, sure, steady fingers
remove each intricate latch
til three portal angles,
(each inviting her in)
clandestine teal - mesmerous blue - blue
three door charms
finally open, converge

and from its cage nest
doth emerge

mythic unfettered feathers
gracious wing expanse,
cerulean satin,
cobalt woven azure
blends of majestic royal
infinite layers of iridescent indigo
gleaming and colliding
cross its massive wing presence,
emanating truth and beauty and love

gliding, soaring, merging with the moon
as one,
showing her (if she'll only see)
lapis promises
of magical flights,
waiting here in the new,
amidst the blue.

~Robin O'Neal, 1/2/09

Just Past Twilight

It came to me,
outside
in the darkness
with my dog

The halo moon crescent,
waxing me with beauty
(wait, that was last night)
where are you tonight, moon?
Clouds keep you from view, but
I know you're here

Thick trunk oak friend beckoning,
branches reaching up, up
no matter the sky

I meld into otherness
to twilight space, dark time
still, wide awake

Floating in dream pools
of gameboards, pages, masks,
free-flying robins, car rides with girls

Treading water with dreams
and their dreamers
The cool warm waves
lapping against me,
so gentle and serene

Like words of a poem -
or a dream once lost -
Finding me

Here, outside
in the darkness
with my dog.

~Robin O'Neal, 1/3/09

Lunar Welcome

Bzzzzz…. sacral chakra vibration, tingling
tjurni journey

Mesmerizing midnight mirage
dabbed with indigo
magenta smears
citrus highlights
glitter sparkle swirls

cool warm space

Gently gliding up and toward
up and toward

“I am here,” I hear
“I am here,” I feel
“I am here,” I know

Here, in sacred falcon feathers, proud. speckled. brown.
Here in grandpa’s pocket watch. golden. chain.dangling.

There beyond opaque mist,
waiting
no hurry, no time
only here, now
patient. everpresent.

Gently gliding up and toward
up and toward

Lunar being of light
embraces me with kind compassion
pure love streaming
in, from , through
all space, all time, all dimensions,
all. of. me.

Welcome, dreamer…. welcome home.

~6/08