The First Night Of The Year

I don't know what the problem is with the time stamp on this blog, I think it must be California time or something. Truth is, this was written a few minutes after midnight on New Year's Eve, my first post of 2011.

This is the first time I've tried typing with Emily sitting in my lap, it's not easy but it's fun! We've been drinking some really good Australian wine and we're pretty well buzzed, and Em is very giggly.

We've been watching the live feed from Times Square on tv all evening, it's been a hard year for so many, but so many are still hopeful. So many people out there partying, but so many more wishing and praying....

Em and I lit some candles on the altar a little while before midnight, so they could carry the light on into the new year. They're glowing now, in glass cups and silver lanterns, before a buddha surrounded by multicolored Christmas lights. The new year is barely half an hour old, and it already feels blessed.

And here's what we both want to say, to all the people we love and care about, to all the people whose happiness means so much to us. That means you, Jane. And you Randa. And you Allie. And you Stacey. And you Joy. And you Skunk.

Trust hope.

Trust magic.

And above all else,

Trust love!

It will never, ever let you down!

Christmas Eve Eve

Your purple satin reflecting the candle light, you twirled a pirouette and sat down in my lap. Your arm around my shoulder, mine around your waist, your brown eyes twinkling in the Christmas lights....

And your soft black lips taste so sweet, and my hand on that smooth white place above the top of your stocking, your fingers slinking through my hair while we both whisper our secret prayers....

And now I'm watching you breathing easy, slow and deep while you watch the dreams unfolding on the inside of your eyelids, I think I'll just watch a little longer, before I call a car to take you home.

Tuesday Night

I'm watching my fingers melting

in your frozen waterfalls,

And I'm wondering,

May I jump in yet?

I Still Remember You

This night's made of cloud's blood and splinters of diamonds, feathers from angel wings, pieces of stone. And the still beating heart of a 1961 Mercury, resurrected from our teenage dreams....I often think about that when the Winter Solstice creeps up the hill. Do you remember the steel hard stars shining down on us on the bleachers, hands going where they'd never gone before? More than forty years gone by, and I can still see your eyes....

The Ghost Of December

The days are still shrinking,

it's two weeks til Christmas,

the air smells of snow,

branches crack in the cold.

And your brown eyes reflect

the light of the candles,

our hearts full of wishes,

our souls full of love.

Winter Night Haiku

Wind blowing, roaring

Like the ghost of a lion

Entering heaven.

December Night

This night is as cold as our gin is cold and your boots hit the floor in an icy cascade. You hold me so close and your arms squeeze me tight and I kiss the snowdrops in your frozen hair.

Your long satin skirt is as black as the new moon, my hand on your calf, on your torn fishnets. And I thank God for the gift that She's given me, for your black lips on mine, for your brown eyes so warm.

The First Night Of December

I'm already halfway gone from this world, I'm already walking somewhere else. I'm just waiting for my feet to catch up with my soul, then I'll kiss your hand and wish your spirit well.

I'm already halfway gone from this world, I'm already squeezing the hand of a ghost. And she loves me more than anybody here, and I'll kiss your lips and wish your pure heart well.

I'm already halfway gone from this world, I'm already seeing dawn in a brand new land. And the petals are falling on my grave, and I'll kiss your eyes and tuck you into bed.