My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die. Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth. My eyes don’t work well…
Category: Adventure
“dead man’s party” live on masticadoresindia
Isabella was having a difficult time breathing. Every inch of her was crying silently, releasing her anger on the gas pedal. She restrained herself by pumping the breaks so her husband, Liam, whom she was tailing, would not see her red Tesla. Isabella was a striking woman who loved her husband of twenty years. She…
My new poem live on The Edge of Humanity “High price”
Arising from the loamy soil and red clay emits the realm of cotton and tobacco. Their breaths are a land of drudgery where drops of scarlet seep from hands that pick the whites of her thorny eyes. Growing in fields of lost magnolias and gardenias adrift, where scentless trees play jazz for fairies and whippoorwills. …
back to nature
freedomcutting my long hairadorning myself with natureoysters share their flawed pearlsearthworms sing songs of gratitudesilk stockings gathering at my thin ankleswearing a tiny cotton flour sack, I feel peacemy soul sailing on a boat, feeling a joyful worldly release Don’t forget to place your vote at Spillwords Press NYC for Author of the Year, Poetic…
Sneaking Out
escaping from illusory bars, brown eyes vigorously awaken to the night scales falling from them like Saul’s eyes, now no longer blind or fearful gliding into the music of the trumpet’s voice calling this mystically gifted one gardenia trees and whippoorwills trailing her for a song of evening freedom spinning around, she feels the soft…
South African Sea Forest
three hearts you own a kindred spirit of the seapainting with ink, you soardisguising you floatoh octopusin shadowlands the new world hides you safely among the kelpcalming the blustery currentmist moves like a widowlamentingIn shadowlands newborn jellyfish dance agilely in cobalt waterssoothing souls with danceglass bodies shiftingeffortlesslyin shadowlands raindrops hit blue water with persistencepopping back…
couple of chicks sittin’ ’round readin’!
Happy Saturday, Beautiful People! This was so fun! One of my dear, AMAZING poet friends, Joni, (along with her lovely husband, Scott!) and I read … couple of chicks sittin’ ’round readin’!
Sprinkle of Gold
a trail of love springs forth with morning gloriesas rain disperses drops, on steaming, searing sandtemperate waves leave kisses on briny shoresalike a ring placed on the ankle of a new bridemoonlight is tasting the glitter of dusk in Valenciaan artist captures musical notes and the heartsof women dancers, on canvas, his wife, and one…
My Honey Bee
Like honey the smell of the pink feathery blooms of the mimosaAre my contemplations of your wrinkled brow when I shall weepKnowing already, tender wounds which drip blood, that cut deep Dressings are indulgent shadows of a multitude of kisses laid softTo divert recollections that burden the holes where tears do pourFoulness one tries to…
Psalm to Twilight
Sweet the twilight tears of yesterday where hope exist in our glorious worldGod illuminating the nighttime, the moon and stars light the corridor of our pathMoonbeams kiss the dark hours bringing forth the white MoonflowerNocturnal moths drawn to its scent to pollinate the center of the five-pointed star Synchronizing their flashing as they dance while…