MY BEAUTIFUL BROWN EYED LOVE

THE EXQUISITE SCENT OF YOU

FAREWELL, DANCER

SUBTLE STARS

LAST NIGHT I DREAMED

A GENEROUS EARTH

A GENTLE AND CLEANSING WINTER

DANCING AUTUMN

SOMETIMES, ALWAYS

ONCE I HEARD THE TREES

MY BEAUTIFUL BROWN EYED LOVE

THE EXQUISITE SCENT OF YOU

 

A BARE & BEAUTIFUL AUTUMN

AMAZON

FOREVER, LOVE

IN EACH ECSTASY OF THE FLOWERS

A KISS OF DRAGONFLIES

DANCING AUTUMN

INFINITE CONSTELLATIONS

I watch your eyes, 

so close I could almost kiss 

your eyelids, in the sweet cleansing 

caress of the rain, I come to you & you 

embrace me somewhere in the great silence 

only true Lovers know, I gaze into you, 

in the peace, in the silent passion of this one 

miraculous & perfect moment, I gaze into you 

& boundaries disappear, bodies open & our heartbeats 

are revealed like the magic of the Earth, deep within us 

& cradling us, encompassing all we are or ever 

could hope to be, I just bathe in the subtle outpouring 

of your Spirit, the passion so unrelenting it transforms 

our flesh & makes us holy, our lips are so close I almost 

taste your thousand flavours, your dreams & dangerous 

passions, waiting for but the Cosmos, demure until 

the intoxication when the moonlight finally claims us, 

naked to the stars & exploding into the ecstasy of infinite 

constellations, I gaze into you & you welcome me 

& reveal yourself as shyly as the mist upon the waters, 

disrobing to meet the dawn, I swear to dance within you 

& embrace you in each sensual conflagration of the flesh, 

I swear to kiss you on the mountains, & meet you 

in the shimmering green depths of the primal oceans, 

awash with Life & precious promise...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

TOMORROW WILL BE GOLDEN

Tomorrow will be golden, 

perhaps, in those dreams where 

I dare not linger, in those dances 

alive with ghosts, tomorrow will be golden, 

& magic, & alive with promise, the Visions 

will return, & the ecstasy, & the rapture of youth 

& beauty, tomorrow will be golden & I know this, 

in certainty, in belief, in the great & final unfolding 

of my Heart, tomorrow will be golden, & the waters 

will rise & the sky will be alive with rainbows, 

all journeys will be forgotten & we'll simply sit 

upon the endless beach, the rain upon our faces like 

the ecstasy of cleansing tears, we will watch & wonder 

& know that eternity calls us, with wide & golden arms, 

subtle as the rising of the dawn, we will sit & forget 

we have ever been anything but Lovers & the beloved 

children of a smiling Cosmos, the years are unknown, 

& the centuries, & the eons pile upon each other, 

Universe after Universe, until the atoms themselves rise 

in Rapture & explode in the last & most exquisite Light, 

I will meet you there, in all your bodies, in all your 

Mysteries, in all the kaleidoscopic infinities of your eyes, 

we will always return here, to this one perfect moment, 

when our breath mingled in each of our endless kisses, 

& I knew the wind loved your hair, & caressed it 

with a thousand exquisite fingers...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

THE ARMS OF MY GHOSTS

I returned to the arms of my ghosts, 

to my rainbows & youthful dreams, 

the world was open to me then, & yesterday 

was as bright as tomorrow, I was the child 

of a cosmic storm that scattered Light across 

the endless waters, I saw the past & the future 

& in the silence between my heartbeats I heard 

the truth of my magic,  the night was mine & the air 

was pure, aching with the crystal clarity I saw once 

& then forever, I embraced where I stood, in the dust 

& the dirt & the glory of the endless conflagration 

of the sun, I came to you then, in the serene beauty 

of your Spirit, in the sanctity of your starlit body, 

whispers still had meaning, & the brush of trembling 

fingers exploring perfect flesh, we were the Visions 

that seemed truly endless, beyond the touch of mere 

mortality, we flew down the ancient highway, always 

dancing, always cleansed by the mercy of the endless rains 

& the gusts of Light upon the mountains, we rode forward, 

always, soft as a lover's kiss, deep as a Lover's thrust, 

I knew who I was & I finally understood, right there 

at the beginning, the meaning & the purpose, age had 

no hold on me, nor the great wheeling of the constellations, 

except as my arrow of Ecstasy, firm, true, 

& unwavering in flight...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

MAGIC WITH FRAGRANT TREES

You had the loose 

easy stride of natural Beauty, 

& somehow I already knew 

you were a dancer, I knew the Moon 

would call you, & kiss you & love you, 

I knew the stars would glimmer, 

& whisper half hidden in your hair, 

where you come from I can't imagine, 

where you lived, wide eyed & marvellous as a child, 

except I know it was somewhere exotic, 

magic with fragrant trees & blossoms scented 

like the Spring, I think even there it must have been 

the sea who bore you, & laid you gold hued with sunlight 

upon the sand, I watch you across the small cafe table 

& feel your eyes already half hidden within my own, 

drifting within my secret darknesses & urging them 

to Light, I know the midnight approaches on 

gentle Lover's feet, & I know it has promised us 

the ebony ecstasies of its dreams, I marvel at how 

you smile & suddenly the World is revealed, 

with rapture & sublime meaning, 

in the aching of our heartbeats 

& the flavours of our lips...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

THE GREAT WAVES

We saw the great waves 

& it was like a miracle, like the ending 

& beginning of the world, we stood naked 

on the endless white sand & let the wind 

cleanse our bodies, we were young, we were perfect, 

we were free, & before us endless in roar & surf 

rose the great waters, the waves of prophecy 

& long journey's desire, we danced as we had 

never before danced, wild, ecstatic, our limbs alive 

with the Cosmos & the rhythms of rapture & delight, 

in joy we lay down beside the ancient driftwood 

& made wild glorious love, sacred in its intensity 

& fervour, our heartbeats became the world & burst 

into the sunlight that scattered in spiralling galaxies 

across the waves, we knew we were born, & reborn, 

& born again, that the great sea drenched world 

accepted us, that the Great Mother raised 

her deep ocean arms, mystic with Visions 

& storms of dreams yet to be...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

THE ANCIENT WAY

Let us make love 

in the old way, the ancient way, 

so that magic wakes within us, so that 

the moon is conjured, & the stars, 

so that our heartbeats span the rainbow bridge 

& glide golden above the waters, 

let us dive, deep, relentless, into the mystic 

pathways of our neurons so the Earth grows 

ripe, & fertile, & green, let us wake the hidden spirits 

yet alive in the dark woods, in the living forest, 

let us dance the wild dance of the satyrs 

& the nymphs birthed by lovers breath, for we 

are landscapes, we are worlds, we are fleet deer 

frenzied by the flying of the night, in whichever body 

I find you, in whatever kingdom or shining hour, 

I know the Cosmos binds us, I know the spring winds rise, 

fragrant with blossoms & the glittering dragonflies 

of rapture & ecstasy, I know we kiss with the Grace 

that calls us, exquisitely, erotically, eternally, 

to the rivers & shoreless sea...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

YOU HAVE THE MAGIC

You have the music to redeem me, 

entwined in your soul, you have the magic, 

the erotic mystery, the deep ebony eyes 

in which the nebulae hide, I know no other place 

for you except the passion of our embrace, 

I know no secret to hide from you, no ember of past 

or future life, the seasons are the seasons of our love, 

each varied, vibrant & beautiful, wrought in the most 

intense & ecstatic colours, we are the ocean gliding beneath 

the moon, the great strong rivers, the flocks ascending 

above the windswept grass, let the gods & comets seek us, 

let the dimensions rip & spill forth fruit, we will feast 

on Cosmic bounty, we will call upon the mountains, 

ancient songs to wake the stars, the worlds will remember 

us & haunt us with their prophecies, for we will return, 

like a blessing or half seen dream, the mystics will revere 

us, the riders, the rovers, the lone knights errant & the 

masters of exotic crafts, let the wild winds call us, 

in the blossoms & the reeds, we will return, 

we will sing here, we will dance & be reborn...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

BENEATH THE EMBRACE OF TWILIGHT

This is the magic, the way & the path 

we will always follow, the singing of the streams 

at midnight, the irresistible embrace of the river 

calling to the stars, this is the journey that defines us, 

the dance, the mystery of our breath & the ecstasy 

of our bodies, we kiss in the silence that has no name, 

in the words that have no meaning except in the great 

incantations of the Cosmos, I hear you, I sense you, 

I touch you, not just now but forever, in the endless fires 

of newborn planets when butterflies finally gather round, 

I hear your words, sweet with the silver of Infinity, 

wild with the paradox of time & space, I know you dance 

within each twilight, within each ecstasy that has been 

forgotten as mystery retreated from this world, this is my 

dream song, my voice of power in which the Eagles gather, 

in which the nebulae shine, this is the golden key, 

the bonding, the opening of rapture in the unknowable 

labyrinth of our hearts, this is the way it happened, 

& it always must be, the sweet scent of orchards, 

the delirious galaxies of pleasure & pain, hear me now 

or else forget me, until at last we are born again, I sense 

monsters on the beaches, I fear maelstroms on the land, 

but this is just the Earth, growing restless beneath 

her chains, a scarlet thread will always bind us, 

& the voices of our ancient Lovers, each drifting 

& listening intently, to a whisper that can't be heard...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

I SUDDENLY KNEW WE HAD BEEN LOVERS

I suddenly knew we had been lovers, 

that we had embraced windswept & wild 

on the shores of an ancient & alien sea, I knew 

the stars above us had wheeled in great glittering 

constellations adrift at the dawn of time, I knew 

your breast was the breast I kissed in moonlight, 

a thousand times before dawn sought us, golden day 

after golden day, I knew we would be lovers yet again, 

in this dreaming city by the waves, I could feel your touch 

electric as your fingers brushed my own, I could taste 

your lips in the delicious curve of your smile, 

& in the gentle cascade of your words as they floated 

like mystic symbols into the arches of my ear, your grace 

was the grace of a cosmic dancer to whom time & space 

meant nothing, your contours flowed with the mysterious 

landscapes of imminent worlds, you were again 

the true journey of my heart, my great & gracious Spirit, 

my Guide awash in Ecstasy & Light...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

A GODDESS CALLED YOU

You knew she was 

a dream that would consume you, 

a vision so erotic, so pristine, so perfect 

that it would grip your heart & transform you, 

you knew she could make you a hero, a hunter, 

a hunger that nothing but the taste of her 

could ever satiate, but even as you rose you knew 

you were a fool & would only ever be a poet, 

a lost knight upon a perfumed & lonely path, 

you knew she wanted you but only because 

she needed you, only because the constellations 

glittered like wild crystal eyes & this was the night 

& the mystery of her Magic, the way would be long, 

Pilgrim, & the oceans wide & the deserts would bleed 

the salt of a ravaged Earth, but all this would scarcely 

be noticed, your eyes were wild with glory, 

for you knew a Goddess called you, 

& shyly shook her hips...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

SUNLIGHT UPON THE WATER

Perhaps I will just sit here, 

& never think again, perhaps

I will still my mind so completely

that at last the Earth will speak to me, 

gently here beneath this ancient oak, perhaps 

for at least a moment I will feel the deep, slow, sensual

heartbeat of Life itself & I will lose myself in wonder,

the day draws on, somewhere perhaps, but not here,

not in the infinity of this silence that somehow embraces 

all natural sounds, the leaves, the grass, the breeze,

a profound wisdom slowly reveals itself, as if subtly

shimmering in the slow eddies of my bloodstream,

making me smile & just become it without understanding

what it is, once I was a warrior, I think, or a poet,

or a Lover, but now I know I am but sunlight upon

the water, only the waves go on forever, & the Cosmos

& the stars, & I am become them, I think of you, 

so shining & beautiful in the flowing green dress 

of your one perfect summer, & I think perhaps

we will meet again & kiss & remember, 

even if but a moment, before Ecstasy 

guides us home...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

IMMORTAL ROSES

What will we leave behind, 

like a whisper in the hearts of our Lovers, 

how will they remember us in the long hours 

of the summer wind when the meadows & grasses 

are golden, when the winter tides break across the sands 

where once we danced, how will they find us, 

how will they hear us, how will they follow the thin scarlet 

thread that links our spirits forever between the galaxies, 

when the pyramids rise, when the galleons sail, 

who will stand bold & beautiful beneath the storms 

of the wildest & newest stars, you will be there, 

& all the Beauty you have gathered through the ages 

& created & set free in Love amid the forests 

& the canyons, you are not deceived, your kiss is the truth 

that springs from the seed of truest desire, like a great river 

the Earth will nourish you, & you will grow & blossom, 

& there amid the most secret gardens, amid the scarlet 

fragrance of Love's immortal roses, they will see you, 

& remember you, & embrace you once again, 

in the warm arms of midnight, 

in the erotic pleasures of the Moon...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

WHISPER

I want to whisper in your ear, 

to sit with you in secret, heart to heart, skin to skin, 

I want to tell you of Magic & Adventure, 

& the sweet erotic sighs of the moon 

& the bright visions I see dancing across the beach 

in the arms of the rising sun, I want to lie with you 

in all the loving Ages of your Life, from vibrant 

young dancer to wise woman of the woods, I want to taste 

you beneath the mystic silver of the stars & show you 

the nebulae aflame at the edge of the Worlds, 

I want to gently explore the mystic landscape of your body 

like a welcome pilgrim come in peace 

or like a thirsty traveller ecstatic with desire, 

I want to claim you, not as my own but in the name 

of all Lovers throughout the Ages, I want you to teach me 

all the secrets I've forgotten, all the places holy in the heart 

of the forest, I want to embrace you again & again & again 

until the moment ignites & dances with the Rapture 

of all our once & future Lives...   

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

I NEED YOUR DARK EYES, DIVA

I need your dark eyes, Diva, 

like I need the eyes of an unknown Lover 

beneath the Moon, like I need the tides 

of an ebony ocean that might call me to the Stars, 

I need your whispers & the unknown magics 

of your heartbeat when it dances in the night, 

I need you to feed me, delicately with your fingers, 

the delicious secrets of your desires, the nuances 

of your wisdom, & the clear bright diamonds 

of your tears, I need you to hear me & to heal me, 

& to wash the endless dust of broken dreams 

from the deserts of my Spirit, I want you to embrace me 

with the fierce flame of your Grace, with the infinite 

lithe textures of your skin & muscle & bone, 

I want to dissolve into you until we are as one ocean, 

one heart, one mind, one infinite strand of nebulae 

strung across a darkening sky, long have I journeyed 

on this path of sorrow, loss & tears, long have I danced 

with the maidens of fragrant mountain meadows, 

I have been all things, all storms & subtleties 

of both shadows & Light, but now I am lost 

without a beacon, a restless hungry child, 

I know the Cosmos loves me like it cherishes all poets 

with wayward wings, but today my breath feels mortal, 

I bleed as if wounded & astray...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

I KNEW MY QUEST WAS AGELESS

 I sometimes forget where memory ends, 

& Mystery begins, I sometimes forget the stars 

who have always loved me & the endless summers 

when I dreamed, I know I remember the wind & the moon 

& the sea in some simpler clearer way, in a previous 

universe perhaps, before youth became eternal & was still 

fresh & clear & new, I remember the nights when love 

was scented by the wild grass, sweet & gentle & unknown, 

I remember the gradual rise of the Mystery, as Life grew 

deeper, & richer & wiser, I remember the crests of the great 

tides, ominous & beautiful as they gathered & swept way 

the shining cities, I remember the nymphs & the unicorns 

& the satyrs dissolving into phantoms, & the flights of the 

dark birds of magic as they sought refuge in the sky, I knew 

the world had changed then, I knew Beauty had suddenly 

scattered into a thousand different meanings, I knelt at the 

Spring where thirst was always quenched but returned as 

ecstasy & eternal, I took to the road, I felt infinity in my 

eyes, & a wild new heartbeat in my chest, I knew I could 

ride forever, I knew the dawn would always knight me, 

I knew my Quest was ageless, it was madness, 

it was Bright... 

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...  

MOONLIGHT

She was so slender, so graceful, 

so steeped in the shine of subtle stars, 

he half thought he imagined her, he half thought 

he knew her from a faintly seen dream, 

in that beautiful land, the mountains suffused with 

the sweet & simple wisdom of the bamboo dragon, 

they sipped the wine of the centuries distilled from 

the sun's joyous tears, they wandered the high meadows 

drawn by the faint sound of flutes unheard except 

by heartbeat, in her gasp of wonder at the comet's flash, 

in her quiet joy, in her sacred perception, he felt his heart 

gently hollowed & reformed beneath the mist & contours 

of the mountains, they freely offered up their own contours, 

their skin glistening, bathed in love, they lay amid 

the blossoms, each blossom a thousand worlds, & the night 

swept in around them, & in their eyes 

the moonlight rose...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

THE SCENT OF THE DESERT

She had the scent of the desert in her hair, 

the purity of wild places, of sun carved stones 

& mystic heat, her body lean, golden & gently muscled, 

her rhythms graceful, unearthly, unknown, embedded 

in her heartbeat by dawn lit dances with the sun dragon, 

she was the avatar of the searing sky's one golden merciful 

tear, its pact with the sand, the moon, the rivers & the sea 

to never for a thousand eons blaze in its true & infinite 

glory, to make our dreams fly but no higher than our 

wildest wings, to make our searing rays of vision still 

anchor firmly in our bone based skulls, to make our 

ecstasies human but still spiralling wildly into the infinite, 

she had this Grace, standing on the pathway, her body 

blazed with gentle fire & then she turned & stretched her 

fingers & great Light storms began to flicker, 

in solar gusts toward the West...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

I LAY BESIDE YOU, SKIN TO BEAUTIFUL SKIN

I think there is a magic to this place, 

to this shimmering world beneath the heavens, 

it calls me as surely as you call me from your land 

of blue green waves, it has the power to wake 

the Minotaur or unfold the gentlest summer blossom, 

I need it, its exquisite & tantalizing fingers, as much as 

I need breath or Life itself, as much as I need you 

& to feel the stars shining in my blood, it is the Cosmos 

that unfolds above me, the wind, the rain, the almost 

unbearable beauty of the windswept summer grasses, 

it is the sound of your voice beside the roar of the waters,

 lost to the ear but joyous in the heart, it is the reason I come 

on this journey, that I lay beside you skin to beautiful skin 

beneath the cool & hunting moon, it is the reason the 

comets stitch up the secrets of the night & the dawn's wing 

unfolds across the fingers of the mountains, it exists as 

surely as we exist, as surely as we find our Truth within 

each other, for the days are long & filled with Love, 

& this warm world turns, & the orchards dream...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

APHRODITE

You showed me the secret, 

the key to the mysterious Future, 

deep in the shining Past, in the guise 

of Aphrodite, slim, serene & beautiful, 

you danced in the fragile flowers & golden 

orchards of my memory, slowly, lovingly, 

you fed me the fruit fit only for the gods, 

the apples of Immortality & the sweet dark grapes 

of poetic passion, you aroused me & enraptured me, 

& embraced me beneath a moon that burned like 

ecstatic silver fire, your body was the star strewn kiln 

that melted reason into madness, until my heart's rivers 

of rapture & desire burst across the tremors of your skin 

& swept us away, irrevocably, eternally, into a land 

of wondrous waters, of nebulae nimble on the peaks 

of magic mountains, of minotaurs & savage satyrs, 

& maidens whose ecstatic eyes you could drown in 

forever, you were the Avatar awake within the Ages, 

lover of heroes & those meant to be heroes, your love 

was the great Love that all hearts could enter like a temple, 

all could worship you, those who came in Beauty, 

& those who came in Lust, all who touched you were 

transformed, even those who loved you only 

with their eyes finally forgot their fear & were transcended, 

you kissed the hearts of mortals & gave them the taste 

of galaxies, you danced within their darkness 

& brought them bursting into Light...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

HER FINGERS WERE LIKE TINY FLARES OF GALAXIES

She was subtle, gentle, exotic, 

in her presence the world hushed 

& became exquisite, she had the scent 

of mystic realms, of impossible & ancient secrets, 

of pacts between lovers forever joyous in the stars, 

she willingly haunted the desolate shadows of his heart 

& coaxed them toward the Light, dawn beckoned him 

from the infinite depths of her dark & erotic eyes, 

the tips of her fingers were like tiny flares of galaxies 

as she traced the vibrant river of rebirth in ancient symbols 

across his naked chest, her embrace cleansed him, 

it flared in gentle waves within him & drew his Spirit 

across the waters, within her he lived forever, 

the comets watched in silent splendour, 

& together, bound forever as One, 

they danced into her bright & sacred land...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

POSEIDON COMES

We lay awhile, 

in that fair & golden city, 

as eons crept by us, deep in 

blossoms, grapes & beauty, our skins 

glistening & entwined beneath the eternal sun, 

our bodies washed & purified, made beauteous 

by the sweep of the blue green waves, in the fields 

beyond the palaces, in the grasses of the great bulls, 

we learned the song of the peaceful universe, 

we saw the lithe forms of the maidens, sacred to 

the wild dances of joy & grace, wreathing the horns 

of the gods & splashing in the sensual streams 

of the goddess, in the hours of warm & fragrant 

midnight we heard the pawing & the great bellows 

of the Minotaur Prince down in his starlit caverns, 

proud, powerful & versed in the great magic of his domain, 

we embraced, we loved, we grew old & young & old again 

in the endless enchantments of each other's bodies, 

we heard the Great Wave rising, we heard the crash, groan 

& rumble as the earth broke beneath the flick 

of Poseidon's tail, we watched, we waited, 

the world dissolved & suddenly 

we kissed inside the stars...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER....

WE WILL BE AS LOVING ASH

Let me hear you, in the ancient glades 

& the mountains, in the forests, in the deserts 

dancing in the whispers of the moon, caress me 

with all the loving textures of your voice, the shivers, 

the tremblings, the erotic nuances never to be heard 

except in the mysteries the stars dream of, let me kiss you 

& embrace you like the warm darkness of a Cosmos 

about to bloom, there never has been such a night, 

such a Lover as you, the most perfect & graceful 

of midnight's secrets, let us lie awhile, amid the memories 

of the orchards & the summers yet to be, let me run 

my fingers gently through the raven winged waves 

of your hair & wake the galaxies within your eyes, 

let me taste you as if a gentle pilgrim of the senses, 

let me imagine the waves & far flung oceans of ecstasy 

even before they gather us & become greater, 

let me plunge without regret into the fathomless 

rhythms of your heartbeat, you are the darkness, 

you are the conjuring, the exotic fragrance of Visions, 

the flame will rise slowly but relentlessly, 

unendurable into rapture, the morning is lost forever, 

we will be as loving ash...

A HIGH PLACE

There is a high place on this earth, 

where poets go, & mystics, & seekers 

who dwell alone in the canyons & deserts 

of their imagination, I think the Goddess calls us, 

& only the truest heed the call, the Lovers, 

the brave ones, the heroes, I think they gather their hearts 

& swear to ascend or die, I have been on that road, 

I have seen the forgotten bodies of pilgrims propped in 

perfect grace like signposts on the path as the constellations 

urge them upwards, I have been there & I have felt 

the wings of my Visions gradually shimmer into stars, 

I have bathed in the eyes of the Cosmos & felt the rivers 

of the nebulae blaze upon my skin, I knew I would 

dance forever, I knew I would laugh & weep 

& lie with a thousand Beauties in the orchards, 

for I saw the rivers surge out across the dry land 

& each of them was cool & nourishing & good, 

I heard the tumult of the waves & the far flung mystery 

of the ocean, I felt the wind & breathed the endless 

fragrance of the forests & the meadows sweet with bloom, 

the comets spoke of new horizons & I heard the music 

of the spheres, I took my passion & came forth gladly, 

& I mingled with the crowds, & the dawn still lingered in 

your window, & I kissed you & Light was born...

WHERE THE RIVERS DREAM

Take me where the rivers dream, 

& I will live with you forever, & dance 

in sweet orchards, & the magic will return 

& grow wilder, I need your fire in my veins, 

I need the Cosmos to rage inside my blood, 

lest I lie forever in dreaming blooms, I need the Beauty 

of storm ever imminent, & deeply raging, I need to forget 

all purpose except the heat of long & slow burning flames, 

I need the taste of you, & to feast my hungry eyes upon 

the contours of your skin, I need to see you golden, 

& darkly wreathed in midnight's merciless mystery, 

I need all these contradictory things, all these far flung 

passions, I need the rainbows of your womb, & the erotic 

opiate of your whispers, I need to taste the forbidden 

flavours on your lips, the secret things, the exotic ecstasies 

hidden deep within your flesh & blood & bone, I need 

the unknown & elegant enigma of you, & to feel our reason 

slide into madness in the tempest of your thighs, 

I want to throw off this silver moonlit armour & stalk you 

like a beast with bare & beautiful skin, I want to rise 

like a madman's dawn & burst within your heart 

like a thousand golden Suns...

I OPENED MY HEART TO THE STARS

I opened my heart to the Stars, 

but it was never empty enough to receive them, 

I've stood on each of the holy mountains 

of the Spirit & danced the dance of rapture & desire 

but I awoke again & again with dawn's dew upon me 

& the day rising to greet me, I felt the wind in my hair 

& my memories at my back, I knew my journey led me 

onward & it led me to you, it led me to Love & the 

unfolding of galaxies within the endless mysteries 

of your eyes, the wild forests call, & the lost gardens 

of the moon, I lay with you & the world began 

& the night drifted across the meadows like the warm 

breath of ecstasy, I entered the palace of earthly dreams 

& mystic mirrors, I sang the songs of the far flung oceans 

lapping at the edge of the world, within our whispers 

I learned the depths of all true wisdom, we wandered 

in the orchards hand in hand & cradled in the blossoms, 

all visions I seek now shimmer in the space between 

our heartbeats, I adore you with the strength of each 

of the sensual seasons & all magic seems to linger 

in your erotic fingertips...

I WANT TO WALK AGAIN BY THE WATERS

I want to walk again by the waters, 

in quiet joy & contemplation, I want to feel 

my heart opening as dawn breaks softly across 

the waves, I want to embrace yet again all the Beauty 

it pains my heart to be without, my Spirit aches 

for all that I have forsaken, all that I have almost forgotten 

in my useless quest for fleeting knowledge & the elusive 

magics of a mind afire, my vision is alive with imaginings 

& dances only the wild wind knows, too long have I 

lingered where the bright moon's whispers are perilously 

close to madness in the reflections of mystic eyes, I must 

cleanse myself in the pure simplicity of the sky, I want 

to stand yet again where the Cosmos loves me, where 

the stars dance & laugh & remember, I want to be 

the man I could have been, the poet & not the warrior, 

the lover & not the pilgrim, I want to look into your eyes 

& know I have wasted nothing, I want to to know 

that we burn with a gentle fire, that I have lived 

in the truth of your arms & brought you the blessings 

of fulfillment, I want to be your greatest wish & a hero 

worthy of the name, I want to kiss you & dance in the 

moments that never end...

THE PEARL

I will bring you the pearl 

the Universe dreamed of, in the moment 

before it awoke, I will steal it from the fiery fingers 

of jealous nebulae raging where new Visions burn, 

I will place it glowing into your hand as a simple gift 

to celebrate your beauty, I will watch it tremble 

in exquisite solitude on the delicate lobe of your ear, 

I will watch the world rise around you, newly formed, 

as if to enshrine you like an exotic beacon that beckons 

down through the Ages & draws all broken Lovers 

to your heart, I will kiss you as gently as a pilgrim come 

to rest, & know that you have allowed me to reveal you 

as a Goddess, I will worship you, & wash your hair, 

& braid it with secret stars, I will gather the hues 

of unknown rainbows & paint living landscapes upon 

your skin, I will call you to the ocean & there we will 

dance, & the cities will fade in the distance like dust 

or flecks of snow, the waves will welcome us, warm, sweet 

& cleansing, & we will lie entwined on the sand & embrace 

in each eternal moment between our heartbeats, we will be 

as One, but also somehow as Many, for the Dawn will 

gather us & its rays will weave the taste of our pleasure 

deep into the cauldron of the days, Rapture will ravish us, 

& Ecstasy, & the many magics of the Moon, we will rise 

naked before the Cosmos & soar with wings of Light, 

Love will be our river, & the nourishment of the Earth, 

& the orchards will rise, & the wide & fertile fields will 

spread, & we will sing soothing new songs to silver seeds 

that ripen in the Wind...

HER BEAUTY HAD THE STRANGENESS OF THE GARDENS OF THE MOON

There were secrets between them, 

a secret language, a secret key 

never quite acknowledged, it haunted them, 

it hunted them, it graced them and made profound 

their words and smallest gestures, looking into each other's 

eyes they saw the Universe in its exquisite grace 

and unfathomable disguise, She was the Muse, 

the truth, the insight that drew him onward, that gifted him 

with Apollo's bright wings and lyre of perfect sound, 

in her body he found the secret, the landscape 

of love's beauty, in her lips he heard the whisper 

of his heartbeat's secret sound, she drew him onward, 

she raised him upward, her beauty had the strangeness 

of the gardens of the Moon...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

THE SECRET EYES OF THE FOREST BEGAN TO STIR AND DREAM OF MIDNIGHT

She raised her long beautiful fingers to the fading summer 

sky... She sensed the rising of the moon... The secret eyes 

of the forest began to stir and dream of midnight...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

IN GREAT, PROFOUND AND BURSTING WREATHS OF LIGHT WE DANCED

From deep in the mountains, 

from the star crossed summer plains, 

she came, he sensed her, he saw the bright vision 

of her flowing hair, her dancer's body, lean, lithe 

and youthful in sweet power and silent grace, 

she was the mystery, who did she call 

and where? which of the phases of his silver heart? 

part of her was danger, part of her was cool, wise and holy, 

but beyond, deeper, she watched, she circled, 

she was the sorceress, her words were like claws 

raking furrows in the world of the safe and known, 

she sought him out, the knight errant, the poet, the dreamer, 

her eyes, her eyes, mesmerizing, yet mesmerized, 

he was fearful yet exhilarated, truly he lived 

for strange battle and sweet adventure, for all the guises 

of Circe the wild sorceress, the temptress, the tempest 

foaming the waters of his heart, she was driven, possessed, 

strange, mad, immortal and blazing, electric, magnificent 

in rapture, In great, profound and bursting wreaths of light, 

we danced, we danced, we danced, the world spun, 

the axis rattled, strange suns screamed, 

and the shadows blazed...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

THE NIGHT'S BRIGHT KISS

On the great midnight beach, 

beside the living flames of the driftwood fire, 

she danced with the beings of all the dimensions, 

bright with ecstasy, with the unbearable beauty of creation 

and the far flung worlds, she danced, she leapt, she spun, 

her eyes were the eyes of infinite grace, her limbs were 

the limbs of the living earth, of the singing blood, 

of the spirit, of the soul, unleashed, unburdened, bright 

beyond bright, supple with the stream of galaxies circling 

the galactic core, O she was Union, she was Bliss, she was 

the night's bright kiss, his body knew her, his wings grew 

through her, they rose, the waves crashed in foam iridescent 

as the first spark of the ages, the sand, the moon, the stars 

and the trees along the great gold cliffs themselves began 

to whirl and dance, they swept through each other again 

and again like hawks mating and matching the solar wind, 

rainbows swept in swathes across the waters and the wind 

itself scattered their endless joy in ecstasy and infinite gusts 

into the aching bliss of dawn...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

WE EMBRACED THE MOON, THE STARS, THE WIND

She danced 

upon the mountain, 

the great wind grew, wild with 

rainbow blossoms, he felt the shaking 

on the plain, the turmoil in the valley, 

he knew this was the Dance, the wild destruction 

and rebirth, he heard the flutes, the cymbals, the music, 

the pulse kaleidoscopic and galactic, the heavens festooned 

with eyes gigantic, transforming into One, the fingers 

multi-textured with comets and supreme grace flickering 

through shades of nebulae, as the mountains spun, 

still she danced, her thighs lean, light and ablaze 

with signs, with portents, the new Age approached, 

surging upward through the dimensions, she sang, 

the wind whipped, the sky shattered in tatters, 

we were alone, we were bright multitudes, we were souls 

and cosmic seas, we beheld the wave, leviathan and angel, 

tsunami of stars and Black Holes strung like immense pearls 

spewing out light, love and laughter, we felt our heartbeats 

bright and beautiful, we embraced the moon, the stars, 

the wind, we sang, we sang, our bodies burned, 

the night gave birth, and the dawn we kissed...

-- NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

A RAINBOW SHIP WAS WAITING IN THE BLUE GREEN HARBOUR

The time came for an ending, a putting away of simple 

things... The golden feathers of Icarus were gently folded 

back into their immortal case ... A rainbow ship was 

waiting in the blue green harbour... It had sails like a 

butterfly's wings...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

DREAM CATCHERS

She woke 

in the forest of dreams, 

where the strange wind blew, 

where the old stones moaned, 

it was a holy yet haunted place, 

she feared it yet loved it, it was the realm 

of ghosts, dreams, mystery, a strange shift 

in the reality of the stars and the endless chariots 

of the moon, her body throbbed, grew wild, grew pure, 

she knew she had the power, she knew old terrors 

drew near, her scent was on the wind, flaring the desire 

of strange and unruly alien nightmares and beasts, 

but dawn's first fingers were her ally, 

stirring the whirlpool colours as they fled across 

the sharp mountains and flooded the pulsing plain, 

dream catchers, dream catchers, they scratched at the air, 

they scratched at the corners of her existence like the ripe 

seeds of the fertile valleys, like the castles, turrets 

and iridescent towers of the poets luminous in the night, 

the ghosts sought her tears like some strange elixir, 

like some magic pathway leading back to the dances 

and warm wombs of the living, she leapt toward the sun, 

her fingers stretched skyward with all the infinite grace 

and harmony throbbing in the centre of each of her atoms, 

she leapt, she leapt, she was the dancer, the bright maiden, 

the purest of all hopes, the dark secrets deep in midnight, 

and the flash  of Immortal Eyes...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

GAZELLE

She had her sweet secrets, 

her arrows of love, her dances 

of darkness and despair, her confusions, 

her dreams, her inspirations, she was truly 

the galaxy's child, my moon mad secret lover, 

wild with joy, destruction, rebirth and Light, 

in an instant her world could change, the universe 

could shatter, ghosts could run shrieking through the city 

or the many splendored dawn could boldly rise 

in our hearts, I never knew, I could never fathom the key, 

the grace, the Vision that drove her, except that I myself 

was possessed by that same wild Muse, that same 

bright Vision, unknown, indecipherable, majestic 

and pure, pure, pure, beyond all possible meanings 

of the world, deeper than all depths and ringing from 

the highest mountain citadel, she danced, she danced, 

she danced, out among the gazelles of ice, the glittering 

snow tigers, the comets that scarred the midnight wind 

with diamonds deep and powerful, the great wave rose, 

the continents shuddered, the ocean sang and there 

on the sky drenched beach we made 

Love, and Love made us...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

THE STRANGE PATHWAYS OF HER MIND

He knew the strange pathways of her mind, 

her deep labyrinth corners flooded by golden 

goddess light, the infinite rivers of mercy encircling 

her haunted eyes, her night of living comets, her rip 

in time's fabric bestowing flame upon the earth, 

he knew she was the guardian, bound by no mortal law, 

lulled by no mortal sleep, adrift upon windswept waters, 

to skies and planets infinite in scope, she knew the dances, 

she flared the blood of starlit beings, of creatures of grace 

and diamond wing, down the corridors of the dimensions, 

through the jungle doors of ecstasy and light she danced, 

naked, supreme and perfect, goddess limbed and crowned 

by eons, he knew the secret, the destiny that bound her, 

that filled her heart, wave after tremendous wave 

with the wash of mystic light, with the whirlpools 

of the senses and dreams, he stood alone upon the mountain, 

the trees raised bright arms of living flame, 

and then she was beside him, her body ecstatic 

and electric against his own...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

HER WINGS WERE THE WINGS UNSEEN, HER WORDS WERE THE WORDS UNSPOKEN

There on the mountain, 

as they gazed out over the green abyss 

of the lower, glittering, glowing world, 

he knew she had the only true Innocence, 

the strength and shining purity of it, 

it was her birthright, it was her dream 

grown in the wild wastelands between the stars 

and nurtured by the dance of newborn suns, 

he knew it was what graced the world, 

what gave it purpose, delicacy and love, 

to her the deep winds of chaos and destruction 

revealed their inner light, their yearning for beauty 

in the brief moment of her glance, 

always turned toward the ocean and endless rhythm 

of the sky, the light might dim, the storm might rise, 

but she knew its inner melody, she knew Harmony 

was the true builder of worlds, the true sweet nectar 

that all great spirits sipped, her wings were the wings 

unseen, her words were the words unspoken, 

but they were the poetry, the laugh of the cosmic lyre 

as fingers supple as the Universe flexed, 

and sound rang forth...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

ELECTRIC DEER BLAZED BESIDE THE RIVER OF RICHES AND SUN DRENCHED DESIRES

In that secret moment, 

profound, righteous, resplendent, 

wrapped in their language of dreams, 

unified and at one with their bodies and their hearts, 

bright with prophecy, pure with power and dark 

with unknown mystery, as the great star rose, 

as the dawn and  twilight grazed the secret corners 

of the earth, they heard the clarion bell, the crack 

of thunder, the wash of cleansing rain, galactic in depth, 

they felt the true unfathomable nature of the heart, 

of the pure and perfect beast, the huntress and hunter 

of glittering comet crown, of volcano of bright diamond, 

of fountain of ecstatic youth, they knew the secret, 

they spanned the earthly bonds, they felt the earthly pulse, 

the rhythm and dance sublime, the world was theirs, 

the moon was full, the fields were ripe 

and electric deer blazed beside the river of riches 

and sun drenched desires...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

HE KNEW WHY ICARUS HAD SO BLESSED THE SUN

On the great beach 

at the end of the world, 

he saw her watching, waiting, standing, 

her body a grace in living movement, 

as the gulls and white wings of creatures yet to be 

circled upward in a soaring cycle of renewal 

and he knew without wondering that this was 

the last day and also the first, he knew this was why 

the ancient cities burned, while they met again and again 

in her wild garden of blood red roses and blooms afire 

with the ecstatic light of the inner sun, he knew this was 

why the moon still danced, why the stars still wheeled, 

why the great horsemen rode down from the frozen north 

and why the blossom shrouded temples fell, he knew 

why Icarus had so blessed the sun, why maidens wove 

magic garlands and became heroines, why wizards rose 

and empires blazed, he saw it in each grace of her, 

in each unutterable beauty the smallest movement 

of her hand brought forth, he knew it was now, pure, 

absolutely pristine, the endless rebirth of the omnipresent, 

the dance, the Love, the Light she embodied and embraced, 

he knew it was yet the beginning, he knew the worlds 

would again spring and shatter, the stars would flare, 

the comets would dance and the great, the unknown, 

the unutterable Cosmic Wheel would turn...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

WE HELD THE COSMOS TO OUR EAR

We knew in that moment 

we were born in Beauty, that we were born 

for Beauty's sake, that we held the Cosmos 

to our ear, that the great shell on the endless beach 

was actually the wheel of the stars, that here were 

worlds within worlds within worlds, that our bodies 

contained multitudes and yet our hearts alone, 

that the world loved us, that the world needed us, 

that the tinge of dawn's first light on the beauteous waves 

of your hair re-created the Universe, that the stars 

were dreams, afire with Light and Love, that the imagination 

was a Vision, a river, a landscape of dream and desire, 

that the shape of your breast as it filled my hand 

solved all the secrets previously hidden and long forgotten, 

that galleons sailed, that wild birds took wing, that dragons 

pondered amid the clouds, bearded and bemused, 

that the rift between dimensions was 

the rainbow bridge of dreams...

--NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...

YOUTH WOULD RETURN

Youth would return, 

again and again, through the Ages, 

bright in the days of madness and dust, 

in the fields and moonlit forests, they would meet, 

they would touch, they would embrace, 

time would love them, seas would bear them, 

wings would raise them, swift through dimensions 

unknown, immortal, graceful, wild haired, glorious, 

with eyes of deep magic, and wreathed by 

comets and stars...

-- NorthPoet, from VISION RIDER...