Today was one of those Blurdoggy days Where random matters summon the weirdest of magics, The good kind. Like a mistake that captures the spirit of a moment Without an ounce of trying, Or when things go haywire and help…

What oceans hold and anthems know Is mirrored in a river’s flow. The raindrop not absorbed by earth, Hovering on the brim of birth, Meanders slowly toward the sea and Yearns for holy unity. Then By strange grace the droplet…

Mine for golden finds concealed In territory yet unclaimed Uncovering a mother lode of love For all that lays in wait.   © 2021 Gail Barrie

Seeing with eyes both old and new And senses unfamiliar Opens restless heart and mind To unexpected treasure. Moving with what seems unknown In trust and gracious fervor Brings freedom abloom where once confined With light in equal measure. ©…

There is a place In the southwest corner of the soul That wants to be given Away. Or maybe to be Laid out on a mesa For bone-picking? No, No. It wants tenancy In someone else’s pueblo Whose kiva receives…

i remember a morning when you asked if you could go, too you were soft and i was soft it was softly early long before the midday heat and the breeze was blowing my skirt almost as if i could…

You’re all oystered up, The grain of sand in your tender flesh Turning pain into trauma. (What pearls emerge from irritation! What strength from bitter weakness!) Sweet seed pearl, friend, The shadows from your eyes Arouse my own cruel ghosts.…

Unknown days before the wedding Aunt Ann permed her hair, with “Just a little extra tug” to ensure each curl, But a tough ouch for such a small girl. A fragment of an aisle memory (One meticulous petal at a…

Bless this precious solitude Oasis of privacy and peace The gateway to my center No reservation required, To feast upon such comfort-joy Awakens deeper hunger pangs Yearnings strong and tender rise Toward a union forged in grace, While moon and…

Today I am touched By the softness of living, Silky movements Shimmering moments, Melting all the way into The gentle purr of love’s caress.     © 2021 Gail Barrie