Ice on Branches by Cat Vibert
wrapped in a sea of ice,
landscapes of solitude
prisons of thought
Love, universal, absolute
always flowing
m e l t s
armored cocoons
d r i p p i n g
nothing remains solid
in Love’s river©2010 Catherine Vibert
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Three Graces under the Air Streaked Sky by Cat Vibert
Color blazes in from the East
Waking me from a black and white
Night of the forgotten
One who touches me
Where fire is not allowed
And the cold blue dawn
Ignites in rainbow visions
That have no home
In this reality
Of forgotten dreaming
Air streaks cross the sky
Arcing from North to South
As fallout dusts
The sunset West
©2010 Catherine Vibert
Sunrise Buddha by Cat Vibert
A Photo Collage from Headless Buddha Series
Available in Art StoreOh how you’ve got my thoughts derailed
“My lover, my secret, my one,”
Dancing and swirling on neuron tails
Far away from the light of the sun.
Just watch the stage from here above
The passion play of fire,
An artist painting flames of love
With cauldrons of desire.
Oh yes this play, this stage within
Leaves swaths of ash behind,
And still I would invite you in,
(As if your heart were mine).
But find me in another realm
A place where love flows kind,
Where we can dance and sing as One
Yet free from chains of mind.
Just follow
Me Here
Not there,
Yes, Here
Where hearts
Beat slow
At peace
With God
The Water
Our Secret
My Love
Mirrored Buddha by Cat Vibert.
Photography Collage.
From Headless Buddha Series available in Art Store.
If I sit
Long enough
With enough quiet
My mind might disappear
Then maybe
Just maybe
When the characters in my mind
Step off the stage,
I will hear You
I will hear You in the wind
In the song of the bird
Or the purr of my cat
In the voice of my lover
Or the cackle of the witch
Just maybe
And just maybe
When the sea behind my eyes
Is no longer drowning me,
I will see You
I will see You in the sky
On the starlit horizon
Or there in the ground
The crystal held in rock
Just maybe
And just maybe
When needy thoughts have fled
Because I am not listening,
I will feel You
I will feel You,
In the beating of my heart
As the world decays around me
My heart would beat for You
I would follow the rhythm
Dancing to Your song
Just maybe…
Murmurs
Keeping Secrets
The Walking Man
Within Shades of Grey Exists a Place
Bonnie's Original Art Studio
The Buffalo Pen
Lyrics and Maladies
The Waxing Moon
Old Mossy Moon
Chick with a Quill
My Poems and Emotions
Empty Garden
Another Sober Alcoholic
Dreams, Deliriums, and Other Mind Talk
My Poetic Path
The Clarity of Night
Hello Ello
Writer and the White Cat
My son Christopher's Amazing Art
1 Door Away From Heaven
Melody of Dissonance
Deepaz World of Arts
Silver's Reflections
Craft Green Poet
PoetiKat
She Who Shall Not Be Named
April's poetry