Lesley S. King

The Beloved allows us to be. No pushing, no force those are of the mind. The divine Power offers all with an open palm encourages us to unwrap the next gift but with no pressure.   As the Beloved of my micro I can do so as well. I can allow these lower bodies physical, emotional, mental […]

Oh unutterable utterance Unrepeatable repetition when my heart drops down to my gut and they mate in their pain how I long for You.   As night closes in and cold hardens the leaves the lower lovers entwine. Dungeon doors clang closed as they couple on dank cement with only a simple grate opening upon a black sky.   […]

Please enjoy this guest post by my friend Colleen Buchanan. Unbeknownst to us, as we ate dinner recently, our daughter choked on a green bean. By the time we realized what was happening, she was already turning purple. The look on her face was sheer terror. My husband jumped into action and performed the Heimlich […]

In the patch I find the most beautiful pumpkin. Shaped like a compressed heart, it is symmetrical with a charcoal stem orange of a desert sunset.   I will give it to my friend. He will put it on his table and be joyous at its splendor.   I search and search for one as […]

Please enjoy this guest post by my friend Logan Jo’el. Cellmates See them? Many have come, many have gone, yet among them we are. Curse them today, bless them tomorrow Still amongst you are they. Don’t run away from or despise them Hold them too tightly they may slip away from your grasp. Our Beloved […]

The call comes while I sit on a friend’s patio eating lunch. It’s from the artist who rents the studio on my land. “Your neighbor called the county inspector. He’s here citing me for a code violation.” I take a breath and call on the Beloved. “Your neighbor was here too, threatening me during my […]

I always wanted someone to steal me away on a grand sailboat to a tropical isle, with palms and a turquoise bay, or in a plane over lofty peaks to wildflower meadows where butterflies play.   I longed to leave my desert the pain of this anvil heart the boredom of my heavy-metal playlist, find […]

Please enjoy this poem and painting by my friend Joie Villeneuve. Forever Nourished Sweet Hungry Egret In the yard. Pond Full of fish Vacant. Farewell dear Sweet orange And yellow finned ones. Nourish the winged one On its journey. Painter and poet Joie Villenueve creates from her connection with the Beloved. “They are love songs,” […]

At dawn I sit on the porch with my Lover. We sip licorice tea and listen to robins chirp and doves coo.   During the day we work together— sweep the floors cook fennel with snow peas, even the mundane tasks joyful because we are together.   We collaborate on creative projects like this poem. […]

Fluttery white flakes caress chive blossoms. Piñon smoke licks baby grass. Winter unites with spring birthing Love.