Heart of The Water

You held my heart in a cage underwater for a yearMermaids spent time loving and entertaining my spiritDid you save even the smallest bit of fondness for meWas it because my skin was blue or becauseYellow flowers would spring from cement cracks where I would walk My face was a ruby to you that first […]

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I Dream of Mom and Dad

The sun was setting on my back, delighting me with fall whispersTrails of auburn and ginger colors left kisses of white ribbons on my skinAn anole wiggled with his last taste of energy behind dried leavesI heard a lone saxophone from an outdoor restaurant crying high notesThat is when I saw her, she was young […]

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Lonely Employment

you ride your bike, crying down the hard dirt roadyour morning spent killing fliestheir price, a penny a carcasshanding me my money through the soul of their drunken hollowyou wonder, would they spend a penny for meI buy hot balls in a brown paper bag with my penniesthey torture my tongue, geographical as it wasit […]

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Secrets of Savannah

timeworn, grey hair hangs curly by your wrinkled sideswhich weave lines much like an old map of forgotten placeslow to the ground as your limbs stretch outfrom your vast insides where your substance layand the truth of your years we can easily seefor your secrets will never be in season, sweet SavannahI sit at a […]

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Rhythm of Life

fairies play music on silken threads left by tiny worms a child somewhere dreams of dancing on her tippy toes lonely is the haunting sound of the saxophone a grandmother holds her daughter’s child the first time tears leave a salty trail on beautiful black skin red and orange waltz across the sky, dancing into […]

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Monsters Exist

small was the wooden boat where I layin the pond of my youthred was the color of the water each dayfor my tears carried the truth sunshine filled the boat where secrets hidmy pole and bobber bright redkept me company, as I was five, a good kidI feared they wished I was dead monsters did […]

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Memories Etched in Photographs

Pussy willows motion to a yellow warbler, for its pollen drips like liquid gold. Focusing your lens, you beckon your loving directions softly to me. My heart hastens its beat, warming me, as I follow your instructions. Flip flops shed on the pond’s edge, where we have poured our passion and fed our love. My […]

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Not Ready to be Ripe

Watching the clock, I knew, as fresh dampness gathered between my breast, that as the figs began to ripen, on our tree, to him, I would never be in season. After school, on this screen porch, waiting for him, to see the toss of his head, the glimmer of green in his eyes, I realized […]

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Nature’s Notes

Poem and Photographs by Joni Caggiano the blue moon danced full of hope, giving way to the sunrisewhose eyelashes flutter as clouds pass byan indigo tailed lizard drenched in the warmth of a red brickorange and black, the monarch liberated from her chrysalisstirring her freshly painted wings upon a green canvasunderneath leaves, a mantis is […]

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Dancing Among Moonflowers

time openly waltzed on the summit of passionate flames, arising from dry oakred and purple sparks created shadows in the woodlandsexploring each detail of her rare beauty, his heart leaped whenever she spoke longing for her to dance tonight as the full blue moon accented her pale skina ballerina whose pointed toes never stirred another’s […]

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