Martha Cinader

Love in the Garden

Love in the Garden

me and me are under the tree
k - i - s - s - i - n - g
and eating juicy apples
and laughing
cuz they look like breasts
and they taste sweet
and satisfying.

miss take

Miss Take

i lost time to the daily grind
of minding my pain
made it rain on childish sunshine
hurt what was all mine to love
fathers nowhere to be found
i am around
the thread that binds

Court of Love

Court of Love

Judge Jude says:
be true to your self
or love is a lie.

Court of Love

Court of Love

fake futures trading
is legal
but not lovable

Court of Love

Court of Love

Judge Jude says:
Don’t be a rude driver.
Obey the rules Fool.
Don’t ride pride over love.
Proceed with care.
All is fair.

Court of Love

Court of Love

we used to play.
now i pay.
you had me caged
in silent rage.
let me count the ways
365 days.
now i smile.
it’s been a little while.

Mister

Mister

you insist with your fist;
say you’re right with might;
demonstrate love with a shove.

i sigh.
i can’t remember why.

to Love

to Love

the last one standing.
you haven’t conquered anything.
you never even tried.
you’ll just endure to the end,
won’t you.
and nothing else
ever has mattered.

to Matriarchy

to Matriarchy

i look forward to my non-existence
being the fruit of my orchard,
a taste, sweet and juicy,
on un-kissed lips,
shaping words of
Love and Freedom.

to the Dance

to the Dance
while we love
imperfectly
Earth and Moon
dance,
trading at
reflecting
light.
the far side
of Moon
hides.

Love Note

Love Note
oxygen and fire conspire
in a sweet-scented frenzy
that can’t last
but comes
again and again.

Note to Same

Nothing stays.
We wake laugh love cry
argue die and the
way things have always
been never was.

Love Note

Tomorrow dawns with our embrace. We love prolifically, as thirsty Hibiscus. The sun comes. Our hearts open. Dead blooms fall to the ground. We don't look down.

Note for Another Day

To be a Mother.
To be a Lover.
To be Resolute
with my heart
is the art.
Soothsayers are for fantasizers and feeling misers.

Note for Tomorrow

Have a clear head. Don’t go to bed angry. Let Love be my guide. Don’t hide my feelings. What will be will be. It’s not for me to say or to see.

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Love Note

we speak cell to cell. we absorb each other through our skin. we are a flower always unfurling always reaching for heaven.

Love Note

each time i feel the warmth of your touch on my skin i open to the sky dance in your brilliance quiver in the breeze of your breath it is always spring

Love Note

my morning glory
is silhouetted
in sunlight.
the world can wait.
we’ll be late.

Love Note

i swear i fly
it’s no lie
i sprout wings
that carry me in
the updraft of
our sighs
oh my
so high
dizzy and free
as me

Love Note

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