My Nature & Descriptions of the Mountain Quotes

My Nature & Descriptions of the Mountain Quotes

04/10/10Darker dreams, chilly air, a nip upon the breezes; the crow caws, the night owl flies, the cat does as she pleases; the garden's done, the trees grow bare before the winter freezes. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

27/09/10        
The butterfly landed on the conquering wildflower blooming and perfuming the wasteland of despair. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

26/09/10
The sumac red, the goldenrod, the fiery sunsets mellow a time of work to bring harvests in before that frosty fellow paints all the grasses and the leaves with white, lacy frozen touch. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

24/09/10
Full moon as the autumn kisses with frost promised nips brings harvest vigor to love, to life, and to our moonlight dances together... the pleasures of fire and ice to explore. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

21/09/10
The misty fog among the trees, the eerie silent calling of mystery chilling in silent embrace, the darkest light whose slightest touch thrilling, does weaken knees. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

27/11/10The icy wind is howling through the dark woods which are covered in a lacy whiteness. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

07/12/10The mountain is covered in blankets of white. A cold brisk air freezes all. The animals are all fluffy in their winter wear. Silence fills the mountain. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

20/01/11The full moon smiles as she dances on the beaming loving streaming through hearts calling her down to play among us for a while. Then back to the sky we fly with her to dance among the stars. With love to you all. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

31/01/11It is not so much I am shy really, just a very quiet fae type woman. I am playful but hidden in plain sight like the wolves dancing on the forested hill, curious but cautious. Watch if you must, but get too close & watch me vanish for a while. Listen for the rustling of leaves or the singing to the moon. I'll be watching, too. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

01/02/11The ewes softly lowing for babies' milk to bring as the old woman gathers firewood & tests the shadows for signs of spring. The young woman lights the candle for the winter nights still are near as she cooks & says her blessings upon those she holds most dear. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

02/02/11The ice storm dances down upon the mountain, turning everything into the dangerous beauty of frozen live crystal jewelry. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

02/02/11Blow blizzard winds, sail our house through the skies. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

06/02/11Steamy, frozen, moist, or flows, yielding pathway as it goes ever lower to higher call, giving life or mountains fall, unfathomed depths or drop by drop, soothing or the world to stop; salty, sweet, stale or sour, the humblest with such great power. Water. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

13/02/11The icy wind pierces me as it sculpts the starlit icy snow, dancing in my veins, reminding me of treasures only found in the frozen, dark places. Swirling, dancing with the howling winter wind, I laugh. Crystal joy in the air, visible. The wind loves me, calls my name. We dance. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

09/03/11More lacy whiteness, cold breeze dances
the ice crystals lazily as the breath hangs frozen in mid-air to the crunching sound of footsteps. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

27/03/11I have always liked to garden, indoors and out. My very favorite plants are the heirlooms. The thrill of taking care of plants that my ancestors or even your ancestors would have once loved is a joy I wish all could know. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

31/03/11Fiery fiery shooting star, may I fly as you are, soaring thru the nightsky brings a twinkly to my eye. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

13/04/11
In the quiet dark, the stillness, the silence watches, listens to the yearning of my heart breaking. The untamed wild heart, tired of cages, outgrows confinement. Stretch to crack the shell. A deep roar rumbles. Eyes flash. False craving for safety when only den to roam from is needed. Prowling. Pacing. Restless, growing heart. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

27/04/11Her eyes looked at me soulfully, trustingly. She knew I hurt, wanted to help. She was a bundle of shaking, wagging, whimpering love ready to comfort me, to make me feel better, less afraid, less unloved. All she wanted was to love & be loved. Such a beautiful dog to be my friend, my sometimes nursemaid. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

27/04/11
Looking out at the foggy morning, feeling the moist but still cool air, hearing the silence waiting to open into songs of growing life, I smile. Springtime on the mountain is life unfolding into new joys. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

28/04/11Lifting my heart to the morning sky, my spirit flies on the cool air while flitting from new leaf to new flower, birdsong filling my ears with new delights, new wonders, new curiosities, as if I, too, were just newly born. Perhaps I am each new day. Alive. Come. Fly with me. ~Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

07/05/11Dark, cold, crisp night silently crooning life into new spring growth as the stars watch from afar. A chill. An expectation. A knowing. Life grows on the mountain. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

07/05/11
When I am most upset & emotional, I need nature. My heart must see and listen to the deep places within the wind, the water, the trees... & know it is not alone. All is still. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

08/05/11
Listening to the birds sing this chilly, cloudy, peaceful day on the mountain. More green leaves here & there. Even the Mayapples begin to show their loveliness on the forest floor. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

13/05/11The foggy dew rests on the quickly greening mountain as birds chirp, cats prowl, & little furry creatures scurry here & there. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

14/05/11Leafing out, the trees have brighter silohuettes against the cool foggy mountain morning as the squirrels run branch to branch & the birds dart over & under them. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

15/05/11The cat sleeps in the window enjoying the cool overcast day while I type, think, sip lemonade, & sometimes smile out the window at the beautiful, greening trees backset against the white sky of clouds. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

18/05/11
Blues, purples, grays, with white puffs of clouds, the sun shines brightly on light green, new leaves on the tallest trees highlighted against the storm sky. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

23/05/11Strong thunder roars, shaking the house, huge lightning strikes against the black sky, & the wind & rain dance freely while the cat & I watch the show here by the window overlooking the mountain. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

27/05/11After a very heavy downpour, thunder, a bit of hail, & an upset cat who had to leave the window or get wet, the sun is shining very brightly while the drips from the roof continue falling & the cat basks in the sunshiny window again. All is well on the mountain. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

© 2010, 2011, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Love Quotes by Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

My Love Quotes

02/10/10Look deeply, my love. See the radiant glow you bring to my eyes, to my smile, to my skin. Drink to overflowing of the love & joy you hold so dear, shining from my eyes. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

22/09/10
You mean so much to me that my heart aches when you are not near, & so I miss you. Be well wherever you roam. Take very good care of yourself because, no matter what, I want you around for a long time yet to come. One day maybe I'll be blessed to see you smiling in front of me. It will be pure joy. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

17/09/10
Let me love to overflowing without reasons other than love. Let me dance upon the tender glances given. Let the nectar of my love's kisses bring me dancing heartbeats drumming to be driven. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

11/09/10More than the grains of sand on the beach, more than the stars in the summer night sky, more than the drops of water in the ocean, more than the sounds in the jungle or the trees in a forest are my loving thoughts for you. As sweet as honey are my dreams of loving you forever. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

15/10/10Anger flares hot, something's not right, but your love means more to me, so I keep that in sight lest I burn you and me and brings us to naught. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

22/10/10You really are worth loving... just as you are, where you are, the way you are, the shape you're in ... worth every bit of love possible. Why? No why. Just because. You are loved. Period. No reasons. Just because. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

08/11/10Love & Life are both magical. It takes a lot of practice, diligent effort, a sense of timing & wonder, an artistic touch, & as much imagination as possible. Having you in my life to love makes it worth it. With you I know my heart can fly. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

12/11/10Hearts are so impractical. They feel whatever they want to, when they want to. They pay no heed to convenience or propriety. And, they are prone to breaking repeatedly. That's what makes them so glorious. They are real and never boring. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

13/11/10If you ever try to burn the bridge between us, you should know I have both a good fire squad and also an excellent bridge re-building skill sets. lol ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

18/11/10May I always see you with the eyes of love so that I see the best of you because love is patient, kind, generous, forgiving, grateful, rejoicing, fun, healing, enduring, and believing always in the best. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

18/11/10Are you my beloved that I have known was waiting somewhere in time for me? I know my heart sings even when I cry because I know you are there. I know my face smiles even despite so many pains, troubles, & even dangers just because I sense your love. How I wish my love could give these same blessings to you forever. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

27/11/10There is a song in your heart, joy & brightness, waiting to bubble up & overflow your lips & your eyes, to shine from your face, to shower our eagerly anticipating world with your love. Come; join the chorus that the morning star began. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

15/12/10Let me know you. What makes you laugh. What makes you cry. Let me look tenderly when you fall. Let me help you up or let me fall with you... over & over again... as long as we're together. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

16/12/10Let me see your immeasurable worth, your sputtering magic, your lovely silliness. Let me sense your cuddliness & sexiness through the mud splatters, messy clothes, & sweat. Let me always smile when you "check your eyelids for cracks" soon after you sit down for the evening. Let me be the one you first think of when you must tell someone something. Let me be the one. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

22/12/10Can my eyes see or my ears hear your heart's sigh? Can my finger touch your soul? Can my tongue taste your true ambrosia? Can my nose smell your spirit? How poor I'd be if my heart could not see & my spirit conceive of joys reached no other way than as a miracle! I could not love you as well if I were so limited, my beloved. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

23/12/10Around, around, around, expressions of ecstasy, one hand up, one hand down, around, around, around, My Beloved calls, my heart sings, around, around, around, the circle goes on, my love is forever. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

02/01/11Love gives us strength when we are weak. It gives us hope when we are discouraged. Love gives us comfort when we grieve. It gives us courage to keep trying even when the way seems impossible. Love shows compassion when we've fallen. It lifts us up so we can go on. With wings of heart, I soar because you loved me. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

12/01/11While her sun love dances with other flowers elsewhere for long, dark months, she waits beneath the icy snow & freezing winds, forgotten by all except the gardener-poet who dreams of spring & daphne blooming on the hill. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

14/01/11My heart was full of love, so I saw love in everything. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

18/01/11
Love swept me away in its embrace & demanded all of me. How could I refuse? It was an enchantment I wanted forever. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

24/01/11Whisper my name, reach out with your heart, know I will answer you & come flying to you on the wind with the wings of my heart. You mean that much to me. That is what love is. That is what friends are. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

28/01/11Goddess of your dreams, the dancing vision in your arms, the soft warm embrace to hide within, the love you have longed for... Come, my beloved. Come. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

08/02/11Reflective of sun, moon, or stars, that hypnotic rhythm, evoking fathoms of dark moving waters within me, but is it salty spray or tears on my cheeks as I gaze longingly, achingly, knowing storms, strong currents even in the calmness of your embrace that would drown me. Yet my heart yearns with a yearning unquenchable. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

14/02/11
Pouring out with reckless abandon the lavish abundance, whirling intoxicated with arms open wide, the wings of heart soar ever onward into the Beloved. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

14/02/11Shall I surrender at last to you? You think you have captured me so completely. I ache to give up resisting, to rest at last from struggling. But, not yet. The holy wild within me remains unconquered & will never give up. Beware of caging a fiercely wild heart. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

16/02/11Enchanted by the song in your heart, I stopped to listen then saw the brightness of your eyes & smile. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

20/02/11Am I in love? Absolutely, totally, overflowingly drunk on love. Dancing, whirling, living, breathing, moving, being in love. My Beloved calls, & my heart flies on the wings of love forever. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

26/02/11Enthroned in my heart of hearts is the Vastness, the Mystery, the Breathe, the Light, the Love of All, the All That Is. An Eternal Stillness of vibrant energy & power. My Beloved. While my mortal body holds the Spirit I was gifted, may my little light shine brightly, beckoning all to the Beloved. When I return later, may the love I shared here remain & continue to grow & to re-seed more love. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

27/02/11Passionate kisses, embraceable lust, tender emotions, big bag of fairy dust; playfully flirting or romping with glee; freely laugh if you're coming with me. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

19/03/11Moonlight sparkles in your eyes; white brilliance shines on your hair; perigee of the biggest love glows on your face; so take me in your arms moonlit lover. Let's soar beyond time & space among the stars. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

28/03/11You ask "why do you love me?" How do you explain love? It just IS. Try telling the deaf of music or the blind of colors. It will be easier, esp. if the love is Love. But, oh! What a glorious kaleidescope of fireworks, of ordinary things, & of everything in between & beyond I can share with you to help you know love. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

11/04/11A coolness on the night air, I shiver. Hold me. Needing that warmth only you have. I shiver. Stars sparkle eyes. A quivering smile. Anticipating, longing, I shiver. Hold me forever, my starshine. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

13/04/11Kiss me with a million kisses that never stop. Hold me forever in your eyes. Let me know the joy of your lover's embrace. Please never let me go. Breathless trembling. Kiss me, my love. Kiss me forever. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

18/04/11Fly away with me, & let the wind buoy us up on nothing but love. Fly away with me, & let the whole universe watch with sighs. Fly away with me, & know the shining light only love can bring. Fly away with me forever. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

18/04/11
Enfolded in my softness, lie here and rest, my beloved. Let nothing trouble you now. Just rest while I watch over your wonders tonight. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

18/04/11Without you the sky has no sun, the birds have no feathers, the trees have no roots. Without you water is not wet, fire is not hot, earth has no soil. Without you my heart is barren, bereft, forlorn. So I write you on my heart, sing you on my soul, dance you in my spirit. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

19/04/11You heard me. Not just my voice. You heard ME. And suddenly, I was peaceful. Nothing else had changed, but everything had changed. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

10/05/11I was born for you & you for me. We need each other. Sharing together to meet our needs, our goals, our dreams... Together we can. We must. We are all in this together. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

30/05/11Deep thirst for that sweet, salty taste forever, longing to savor each kiss fully, wishing for the endless night of love just as the barest beginnings of showing my love for you, you are etched permanently in my heart. Love begins and ends with you, my beloved. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

30/05/11
Soft as a rabbit's tail, playful as a pair of kittens, untamed as the howling wind, so are but few of the many moods of my love as ever-flowing as a strong deep river to the sea. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

30/05/11
Morning comes with a rush of noise as birds sing to welcome the dawn, a new time to grow, to explore, to learn, to think, to laugh, to play, to live, to love... come, my beloved. Let us celebrate the dawn. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

01/06/11Come into my embrace, my beloved. Let me show you the joys of heaven come to earth, embodied in this very soft, warm woman flesh- perfect in its imperfection, contoured to cradle love forever. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

03/06/11Tonight the chilled but still warm breeze brushes through my hair as I look out into the darkness, longing, yearning, searching for you, my beloved, with a thirst so deep to be eternal. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

07/06/11Playfully, gleefully tumbling into joy, a frollicking, romping good time, all of the pleasures and then some besides, oh beloved, let's make love sublime. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

© 2010, 2011, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Memories of Our Belagan Wedding

Memories of Our Belagan Wedding

A net of beads, trade seeds lore,
Some wood made cloth, rice wine pours,
Banana leaf plates, bamboo bowls,
Memories linger 'round the longhouse poles.

Up the Rajang, that perilous river,
Our express boat loudly whirls,
The rapid waters through jungle cut,
Deep and dark it churls...

Longhouse people seem to stand midstream
On what, we cannot see...
Or jump aboard from a longboat's tip...
They seem to beckon me.

Some sequins, feather, beads, and mat
Covered with cloth, so colorful that
It dances at night, when the farming's done
And the longhouse meal and talk's begun.

Sit on the gong, pass food and drink,
Along with money, beads, and brass--
A parang, a shield, a hat, a dance
Will make the wedding evening pass.

The mosquito's song, a lullaby,
The moon and stars a lamp...
Sit or sleep there on the floor...
The whole family around encamped.
Ó Copyright 2002, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Notes for understanding:
    *Belaga-- home to my husband, found in the interior of Sarawak, Malaysia
(on the western side of Borneo)
    *longhouse--a type of linked house on stilts in Sarawak
    *Rajang--river in Sarawak
    *parang--the long knife...heavier than a machete

The Fae Friendship Dream Boat

Come sail along with the fae and me
On the bonnie treasure ship and sea...
Of wandering dreams and starry eyes
Filled with hopes and wishes that comprise
Our friendship...

Sail the thoughts of better times
Past or future, differing climes,
Our dreams will carry us there again
As together we're the best that's ever been
In friendship.

Ó Copyright 2002, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

If I Could Wrinkle Time

If I Could Wrinkle Time

If I could wrinkle time,
And step between this space to you,
Where you could know as well as see
Then that is what I'd do.

I'd walk upon the winds of change
And dance upon starlight,
To let you feel the love for you
Doesn't fade with the moonlight.

Yet to you I bring this word
Upon the wings of fae
That you may know by my presence here,
That love has come to stay.
Ó Copyright 2002, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Maple Syrup

Maple Syrup

A dappled touch beneath the maples,

The flickering light caress brings

Sweet coursing through the erect trunk

As the beaming touches up and down

The standing member…

The glorious fulfillment with

Sigh of pleasure

Come.

The hardness only shelters

The soft, sugary liquid love within…

Opening…then insert…

Open more…

It pours out in spurts into the

Rounder catcher of nature’s love juice.

Then drips.

Light and heat boiling down to

Essential syrupy goodness.

ã1 September 1999, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Nimue, the Faery-Enchantress

Nimue, the Faery-Enchantress

Quietly supportive, brooding love

She waits, presence everywhere

In shadows wafting

Aroma filling the air

He breathes… the Merlin

Seeing her there…

Enchanted, entrapped…

Unfulfilled love pair

May meet ‘neath the wings

Of the crow heir

To her love…

The cave now a lair,

The love once entombed

Now brought to bear…

As she grows

Into Nimue the fair.

ã29 July 1999, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Double Joy

Double Joy

In your eyes I see projected fierceness,

I see fire, and I see pain.

Behind that I see a little girl afraid and full of shame.

Who could have hurt you so deeply to leave such nasty wounds?

   My heart cries out to you—

   I’ve been there, too.

   I’ve known trauma, terror, and shame.

But I’ve also learned that in sharing another’s sorrows

Out of friendship and with true heart

Halves the pain and begins the circle of healing.

   So, may I come alongside you

   As a friend and a trusted sister,

   As one wounded, too?

One day we’ll share great joy,

And I’ve found shared joy doubles the joy.

So, for the joy set before us,

May we walk the sacred path together.

ã15 December 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

She Never Married

She Never Married

For Vivian Taylor, A Friend and Landlady

 (*loosely based on her story)

“Sweet lover, be safe as you fly from this place

To your missions in the Pacific.

I will await your return for then do we wed

After Guam, Midway, and ‘Unspecific.’”

Many letters she wrote, many pictures she sent,

Care packages when she was able…

While meanwhile she worked as a nurse and an aide

Though times were very unstable.

Sometimes he would write when he had the time

For combat, of time, was commanding.

Assuring him forever she would be true

Even though he was not so demanding.

This gave them both hope and a measure of joy

In the face of great fearful unknowing

Of where he would be, or if he would be

A part of a blood crop then sowing.

A year thereabout after he flew

Away from his love at the airport,

Two soldiers in blue came to her home

With the most regrettable report.

She took it quite well until they were gone

Then she collapsed on the sunroom divan,

Crying, “Sweet lover, be safe as you fly from this place

Until I join you in your mission in heaven.”

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.

All rights reserved.

Now Silent

Now Silent

Stories oft heard, stories oft told,
Stories how often I said had grown old…
Now silent.
It was such a bother to listen
That one hundredth time more…missin’…
Now silent.

But, I still had plenty of time—
Could tell it myself on a dime…
Now silent.
Little details here and there
Seemed as common as the air…
Now silent.

The empty chair haunts the room;
The stories must somehow resume…
Now silent.
Never knew how silent silent could be…
When I had the chance why didn’t I see?
Now silent.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

Who Determines Human?

Who Determines Human?

What makes difference too very different
To be considered human?
Does one particular type of person
Have only that special numen?

Does the phrase “not like us”
Have to equal “deserve to die?”
Can someone very different
Still basically be like you or I?

Many wars have been fought,
Many millions be killed,
These questions stay unanswered
And our hatreds remain unstilled.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

Determined

Determined
In the heart of my heart is a door
Long locked and barred.
Aching. Yearning.
Deep desire.
What passion ruled me there?

I want to be loved, respected, admired.
I want to be an artist, serene.
I want to be saintly, earthy, risqué.
I want to be alive in all ways.
I want to be graceful, wise, fun, and deep.
I want to dance, sing, and run.

A secret compartment deep in my heart,
Buried yet ever with me.
Blocking. Preventing.
But not anymore.
Because I am determined to be me.
(C) 31 October 1992, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Touch upon Touch

Touch upon Touch
Opening joyfully to my lover
With tender compassion,
Sensuous depths explore
The most intense passion.

Soulish friendship, burning desire,
Understanding births inspiration;
Touch upon touch, a taste and a smell,
Life in bodily sensation…

A spiritual meeting, so earthy, so rare,
Cherishing gifted treasures,
With intellectual commingling…
Metaphysical pleasures.
(C) 2 May 1999, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

Comfort My Love

Comfort My Love
A cold northwind pierced my heart today
As the face of my love in anguish beckoned to my soul…
Snow and ice can never freeze out
The warmth and fire I send to my love
As grief stalks between worlds
Of living and beyond…
So, speedily, dear wind, take my gift
Of heart to my love
That he may be comforted now and always.
(C) 11 January 1999, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

Remember Life

Remember Life

When times get rough and skies get gray,
When the storm clouds begin to play,
When feeling rolled like the wind-swept sea,
And troubles rise too submergingly...

When family swears and friends are lost,
When the budget runs way over-cost,
When loved ones die in body or soul,
And your own body feels not quite whole...

When doubts assail you, leave you unsure,
When evil seems to have no cure,
When all seems wrong and gone astray,
And hopes begin to turn to dismay...

Remember Earth abides here yet,
And Life has possibilites yet unmet,
And winds will turn, as they always will,
And ever strength is inside you still...

Remember never to give up and you will win,
Never say what is is all that's been,
Never think twice about reaching far out,
Remember Life oft takes a lonely route.

Remember that Life is not really alone,
Many a friend and family you own,
There is no light if there is no dark,
It is in between that we must hark.

(C) 2003, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw. All rights reserved.

Do You Know?

Do you know how much I want to shower you with all the love and passion that has been locked in me my whole life?

Do you know how much I want to soak you all through you with joyful sharing of all the fun things I can think of?

Do you know how much I want to see your eyes sparkle with the knowing that you are adored just because you are you?

Do you know how much I long to hear your most playful laugh, your deepest heart-felt cry, and your most urgent passion?

Do you know how much I yearn to touch your skin, to run my finger through your hair, to hold you within me forever?

Do you know?
(C) 13 May 2011, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

Universal Intercourse

Universal Intercourse

Sexual attraction/repulsion, the ebb/flow of tides…
The lunatic moon projects a moan
To pull and release our juices so
Each cell is not alone.

Each molecule, each atom copulates
In patterns of brilliant lust
Of conjugal bliss and explosiveness,
Of ejaculatory must.

In and out and back and forth,
Around and around we go,
The whole universe it seems,
Is in the biblical know.

Is he positive?or is she negative?
Is it dirty? No, it’s fun!!!
This bio-chemical-neuro-electrical magnet
Of energetic pun.
(C) 4 November 1998, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

My Lover’s Face

My Lover’s Face

Your smile hides the mischief-making Puck
Promising Dionysian revelry,
Dancing beneath the canopy of sheltering trees…
Your eyes beckon Daphne’s nymphs
To sing and drum their ecstasy
Of Bacchanalian rites.
(C) 4 November 1998, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

My Beltane Invocation

My Beltane Invocation

Under the full Beltane moon,
With the inner fire burning brightly
In the mid-spring night,
Will I take you beneath the stars to dance among the trees
And to sing with deep throaty moans and laughs
As heartbeat to heartbeat,
The ancient fertility rhythms compel us
To keep the sacred tryst that feeds Earth
And honors all our relations in the web of life,
Giving sexual energy as fertile life blood,
Commending awakening and growth,
Urging the ripening of love,
Expressed in the joyful embrace.

Come, follow me, my love,
To the hills, to the forests, to the newly plowed field, the river;
Come, my love, to the meadow, to the creek, the ocean,
And let us pay homage to the bringing together
And to the bringing apart,
For all ways are valid in the expression of love
On this night of lusty, frothy sacred weaving
Love as ribbons around your pole.
Come.
(C) 4 November 1998, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw

Teach Me the Ways of Love’s Desires

Teach Me the Ways of Love’s Desires

I smile as I watch you,
Knowing the man you are
And the way you make me feel
As our eyes meet from afar.

I see in every move you make
The myriad pleasures you have
In your arms. The touch of your hand
Is to my heart a healing salve.

Your eyes dazzle me
With a cheeky kind of flirty play
And a look that beckons me to
Romp with you and do as we may.

Your smile warms my heart
And puts an electric spark
To the kindling center of me
Begging our love embark,

Oh, again, sweet lover!
Again let me feel your embrace.
Let me wrap you in my arms
And see the love in your face.

Gently and slowly show me
Your mastery of building my fire.
Take me in your arms
And teach me the ways of love’s desires.
(C) 22 January 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.