Ms. Sandra Wade is a past Poet Laureate of Lake County, California, USA. She has many poetry credits and is an active poet in northern California.
HEIMWEH
Like a weary traveler gone too long
I am so homesick for your warm broad chest
and gentle grey-blue eyes
I want to look up and stand again on tiptoe
for your enfolding arms
though I am not your child
but dearest love
You are my country now
Your essence the homeland
imprinted in my very cells
The timbre of your voice my anthem
Your scent the only one remembered
to wake my deepest heart’s desire
© Sandra Wade, 6 January 2008
HOPE
Hope rose bursting up out of the earth
as a horse that lifts its head
snorting from the great velvet nostrils
submerged to take long draughts –
the muzzle streaming now with water
lifted up to air and light
© Sandra Wade, 6 March 2008
BIRDS
What bird is that
with sharp one-note chirp
like the fading battery
of a smoke alarm?!
© Sandra Wade, 14 March 2007
PRAYER ON THE RUN
Prayer on the run
does not need an altar
just the mind-held visuals
and going down to the knees
of heart-reverence
It needs a brief raising
of the eyes to higher wisdom
(through Ajna and Sahasrara)
and “Thank you!” and “I celebrate!”
(albeit I’m confused or do not understand
the obstacles I think are real)
as a runner sees fulfillment,
holds it in the mind as magnet
leaps in exultation
not to win the race but
to embrace the gain, the glory
in hir soul-expansion
© Sandra Wade, 5 February 2008
