HP Rivers

  • Anxious Love

    We decide to write each other letters To open on our wedding day, The things too vulnerable to speak In front of Godde and everybody, I wonder, “What will happen to the letters?” We say, “til death do us part is for quitters,” but we will die one day, And I imagine your body in…

    HP Rivers

  • Resolution

    After months of delightingEvery time I caught a glimpse ofThe family of cardinalsThat lives in my back yard,Blessing the branchesThat kiss my bedroom windowWith their songs,Dancing with the moonIn their flight,I put up a feederChosen and filledEspecially for them. I figuredI can spend my entire life waitingFor that which delights meOr I can call it…

    HP Rivers

  • On the New Moon

    Beloved, There is nothing in this universe That is not for you. Every kiss exists To fall upon your cheek, Every song To entice your soul to dance, There is not a soul Who does not wish To dance with you, For all of creation Resides within the rhythm Of your heartbeat – You need…

    HP Rivers

  • Grief

    Is not an energy That can be cleared With sage Or good intentions. It demands To be felt fully, Because after all – It only grows In the void Where love Once flourished, And love’s wounds Run soul-deep.

    HP Rivers

  • A Baptism

    I drape my legs over the side of the bathtubAnd my child splashes them with bubbles.I think of Jesus washing the feet of his disciples. I never felt unworthy until they put you in my arms,Never felt terror until I counted your tiny breaths,Never knew God until I saw your smile. Baptized now by bubblesAnd…

    HP Rivers

  • Love/Godde and Karen

    There is a part of me that is untouchable by the happenings of this realm. This is the part that healed my human form of addiction by the power of community, of an eating disorder by shamanism and energy work, that exists at the vibration of my highest good at all times. This is the…

    HP Rivers

  • Sure

    I spent six months Writing love poems About my best friend And I’m still not sure If I’m actually gay. So long Cringing at every “miss” and “ma’am” But obviously I’m just pretending To have no gender – No binary to rest in. I don’t think It’s actually doubt. I think it is the body’s…

    HP Rivers