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Bicycle Soliloquey

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Fog turns thought inward
While vapors collecting turn my arm hairs white
And touch my face like many small kisses
This I want:
For all my light within to signal
From the source that it reflects
For me to see in other mirrors
That same light my heart collects
For it to radiate in splendor
So each mirror bearer knows
How much glory we engender
How intense our essence glows
I want it more than owning
More than praise
More than knowing
That I’m held in someone’s heart
(Tempting desires that always disappoint)
While being lights together
Satisfies my need forever
And fulfills
Hopes I never fully dare express
Unity, collective happiness.


©Wendy Mulhern
August 27, 2011



Phases of the Heart

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Perhaps the heart
has phases like the moon
that rolls on many orbits
the changing time of rise and set
a north, then southward track across the sky
it opens forth, revealing all its light
then closes slowly, gradually concealing
turning itself inward
for a quiet time of coming new

Perhaps the heart
moves on a track of years
years of staying open for its loved ones’ early steps
for hopes, for fears
for storms that thrash within
and drag it
through memory’s detritus, stinging new
open to the blooming and the triumphs, too
growing with each love, pushing out its edge.

Perhaps one day the heart decides
their arcs are safe, its work complete
and so relaxes back into itself
no longer surged by every storm

And still the heart moves on a track of days
you may not see its wax and wane
its change of time of rise and set
but when you look
you find it in its place
full, crescent, new
forever learning grace.


©Wendy Mulhern
August 25, 2011



Visitation from a cloud

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Lying on my back and looking up
I saw a wispy shape
whose form and subtle movement
suggested whirlpool
or something slower
a curling in the fold of air
a blanket
a soft expression of the love
that swaddles us
but lets us fully breathe
gives us room and impetus to fly
this deep and tender caring
we call sky.

I tried to write these words
but upside down, my pen
would not cooperate
I sat up, shook it, made it write
and then looked up
The cloud was gone
but not the memory
of what it had conveyed.


©Wendy Mulhern
August 13, 2011



Soulmate

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Who is that who stands beside you
Close as sunshine on your arm
Leaning into you in sweet connection
Blending strength into your strength?
Who is that with whom you whisper
Heads leaning in, touching in support
And easy closeness—who is your companion?
As present as your smile, your voice
Who is this love, and have you even met
And do you know that you don’t walk alone?
That every step you take is harmonized
By this essential presence—bone of your bone?


©Wendy Mulhern
August 10, 2011



Enough

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I don’t need your story
Your explanations of
The way you are
And why
And what it means
In terms of what you’ll be
I don’t need your stuff —
Self-constructed reasons
Phobias, reactions
I don’t need confessions
Pried with pain
From where you have them clenched
The miracle of who you are
Is enough.


©Wendy Mulhern
August 5, 2011



Maiden in love

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It slides in place
as effortless as dawn
The rising grace
each line so finely drawn
Each hue precise –
the subtle cast
of rose-infused delight
to render loveliness 
to her sweet face.
Why should we be surprised?
Does not each life
unfold its perfect pattern through its days?
As hummingbirds that hatch
in nests with spider silk and down
and grow from awkward cuteness
into darting grace
Have not these flowers opened out and opened out?
Yes, but they, too, are miraculous
as much as they are ordained.
©Wendy Mulhern
August 1, 2011


Cloudscape

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Did you know? — A shift in thought
a subtle yes
even a small acceptance
of my deep desire to bless
can move the clouds in me
initiate
colossal drift
of ponderous
cumulus
command a sudden breakthrough
sunlight streaming
send a deeper breath of inspiration
evaporate my cloistered condensation
make me rise, refreshed
embrace the brightness
drink the sun
and open, like a light-infused cloud canyon
through which I’ll fly, with you as my companion.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 26, 2011



To Edward

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Across a course of chaos
where I strayed
by stepping forward
anchorless and unafraid
and eager to take in the possibility
of soaring in the updraft of infinity
You reached me
with a zinging call to honesty
that loosened all the curling twines
that tangled me
You brought me home
to calm and settled clarity
reminding me how you, unfailingly
have been my mirror and my clear pool
I drink from you again and rise, whole.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 24, 2011



A love poem

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Your face doesn’t matter
None of us has a perfect face
It doesn’t matter how evolved you are
For we are all buffoons
It doesn’t matter
How much you worry, how you obsess
Or what regimes you’ve self imposed to engineer success.
What matters is your sweet heart
And your intrepid soul
And that you love.
©Wendy Mulhern
July 21, 2011



Lights

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In the dark cave of decrepit stories
We may huddle around the candle flames
of our love for each other
A candle here, a candle there
Carefully tended or carelessly snuffed out
We may wander
looking for another
Another light
Another one to light our candle
But if a chink of sky should show
through some surprising cleft of cave
If it should shine on you or me
I might see you transfigured
by amazing light
Not just the small circle of your face
but all of you lit up
and I would want you.
Or you might see me thus
and want my light
and we might cling to one another
But wait
Let’s climb together
Let’s find others
Make a pyramid
Let’s climb out.

©Wendy Mulhern

July 18, 2011