morning

sweating, drowsy,
heavy heads,
of the Lilacs,
drooping over,
shot by rain drops,
and dew from their beds.

morning glistens,
up off the stones,
splashed from lime the dusty roads own,
smells of the night flowers,
rose lilacs and laurels
blend with freshly cut meadows
the blackbird takes flight.

Caithleen Carter Steeves

Cool and Dark Living Art

So now Im city bound
All so far away from my beloved birds, mountains and rivers
Not one day since we came together have I looked at another

Not one night have I moved where
Your curves so warm gather
Feel you silence out over the waves
Of life reaching, reaching, ever reaching
Into the roots of the trees
Deep into boughs of the trees

As high as a thousand tambourines  can sound up over the hills
The quickening flow of skirts cooling
The faces of old men
Old men cooling the loins of young women
Young women making bread for old women
Old women milking cows for the babies of the world

Caithleen Carter Steeves

wrong

Am I wrong to hold on to the best thing I ever had
am i wrong to hunger for the touch of your hand
you were my life you were my breath and all that life could be,
Now you have moved on
Need to put some time between whats yours and mine
For all along I was wrong to hold on
I was wrong to hold on

I dont know why i love you like i do
I dont know why Im stilll being true
I dont know why I havent gone
I dont why Im still hanging on
For all along I was wrong to hold on, to hold on, to hold on.

I will be there

 A long time ago I thought a was in love with a married man Gary this song is in honor of that experience.

Whenever the sun comes shinning through
Whenever my thoughts turn to you whatever you want want me to do
I will be there

Whether I crawl up a hill shinning on troubles through the mill
just as long as I fit the bill
I will be there

And if its on a lazy summer after noon
when your drinking champagne and wine
Just decide to take a cruise I dont mind
I will be there

Even if I got the blues, after Ive paid all my dues
I will be there
Caithleen Carter Steeves

Swallows on the Lake

Through the white mist on the lake
the swallows flit and flitter on  warm winds
 Moving southward these mists tempered not to stray off the frosty spring waters
They barely touch the frothy waves
they rise like a blanket blowing on a clothes line
up into the trees they go so fast
they pierce the blue sky disappearing
then emerge from a far shore, in a mist slow in its afternoons ways
as all of nature unfurls her spring- time renewal
and the mist, the rocks the water, the swallows, the winds, the sky, are all witnesses to this glorious re-creation.

Caithleen Carter Steeves

The Road No More

From upon my lids
Rise the darkness of your kisses

From upon my face
The shadows of your smile

From upon my soul
The lightness of your step
Walks away the road no more

Caithleen Carter Steeves

I am nobody who are you?
Are you nobody too?
Then their is the pair of us you know.

How dreary to be somebody
How public like a frog
To tell your name the live long day
To an admiring bog!                                          Emily D.

I hear the birds
I feel my heart open
I hear the birds
calling out to me
be out of doors
for all the joy of the earth is mirrored in the sky              Caithleen Carter Steeves

Amber sunlight
filters unto the cabin
like a stage well lite
against the grey black sky
     Light   Cabin

Dancing hardwoods
lean against the cabin
like skyward arching ballerinas

Out over the lake
soft frozen snow
stark line after line
dark fur pine, pine
sway like chorus girls
in winter winds

White tiny flakes vacillate
through the amber sunlight

Caithleen Carter Steeves

Fears of living will fade away
As we walk hand in hand in the light of day

All our secrets in trust will reveal
That this place is for welness
The mind to heal.


Caithleen Carter  Steeves

The day

so the day moves
the clouds weave a tapestry of life
spirit sets a pace of dark and cold
light and warm

the smile on my face subsides
my hope for another gift
carries me on Universal grace        Kate