White Flower

To you who give your love to Him unseen, unknown His love aboundsDrifting from your locks, hues of ruby, golden wheat and reddish brownsAdulation, knees red from our supplication drift up to God, Our LordTo smite the enemies of His devoted with the Authority of His SwordAngels with coronets of Sacred Blue Lily and the […]

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Innocence Betrayed

Green eyes shot serpentine spears of betrayal tersely into mineBlinding me by your lack of love and all I once deemed kind. Once to share my unlocked heart until misery maimed my soul,Reclaiming your “forever after”, with the razor tongue you stole. Untouched and pure was I inside for never had I loved before,You, my […]

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Pause

my heart paused todaywind took my bright scarf to seaall I saw was you Haiku by Joni 12/31/19 – Picture taken by my husband and best friend

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Once Treeless

Paralyzed by emotions, dismal visions haunt my eye’s memoryFaces in plates, probing hands of strangers, and the smell of pee.Fairy letters under wet pillow laid, hoping they will set me free. A veil of melancholy wraps me like a cocoon as dread is calling.Our neighbor plucks buckshot from the leg, her husband’s shot.The smell of […]

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A Tale of Two Widows

Tails of green, blue and silver playfully splash, By the beach house’s old tattered white pier. Red is the color of their long surfacing hair As the old widow watches them swim near. Mermaid twins with pearls woven intricately into, Crowns made elegant with thin, spaced fishing lines. As a child, she had long adored […]

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The Lonely Glass

Dark as coal was the night, as my body aches with youthful memories of your tender touches. Days spent in fallow fields with unwavering wildflowers on a tattered quilt tossed in the trunk. The clatter of your camera snapping as I would become Your muse while playing in the water like a child. Dusk by […]

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Touch (third in the sense series)

I gently stroke the stubble on his freshly buzzed scalp, run my fingers over the sharpness of his resilient jaw, and the large constricted vessels along his temple, massaging the tense muscles of his broad shoulders, as I watch his lips form a surrendering and relaxing smile. The texture of his t-shirt is rough and […]

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AM Ballet

Whisking the eggs, opening drawers, the movement of feet, Along with the sounds of crinkling plastic as he opens the bread, The pampering is about to begin as this wife is about to be fed. Then sizzling comes when egg-soaked bread hits the hot pan, I cozy up to the pillows behind my head and […]

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Top Billing

They walk proudly, petite heads held high,Eyes darting about at the sound of any unfamiliar noise,Both leads growing taunt as a squirrel runs by. Red ants enfold the corpse of a tree frog,Steering excited feet away from their potential sting,Greeting a neighbor about to start his jog. Tails wag as smell leads them to new […]

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