Ripe the delicate fig I place inside my hungry mouth,its flavor heightened by a residue of sugar left on midnight lipssliding sluggishly down with laudanum and brandy Opening a cross-window, I watch your tall silhouette movesated, down the dark street with your tricorne hatas our smells fused with the oils of our young bodies,I…
Category: Dreams
Dancing Dragonflies
The fly fisherman is performing ballet with his lineCelebrating God’s creation with the rising sunshine Viewing the immense buck in a soft meadow of cloverFloating on a tender moment until my pain slid over Retinas reflecting the brilliant yellow of the sunflowerSquirrels eat the seeds as they bend their giant tower Dragonflies carry fairies across…
Absent
long red hair hangs wet, on her firm, damp thighsintense is the coconut scent,from red orchids, given as absent reminderssilence, like heavy rain, falling on yielding green leasgold hearts dangle from sensitive lobes, a gift – a cursetears engulf the room, as soft petals float in milky dreamsher passion, burning holes in sheets still warmno…
My Poem “Tribute to the Forest” is my first published work on Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine
Disentangling my body as my spirit flows without restraintthrough the dreams of the elusive creatures of the blessed forest.My skin touches tiny petals of love that float freelyas cottonwood trees have turned the forest into a winter’s land.As their fleecy white seeds blow into my dreamland with a subtle gustreminiscent of the exquisite white feather…
Hummingbirds
my heart is cursedlove is a windowless homewhere emotions bleedalone I cry stale tearsmy well is soon to be emptyrejected is my outstretch handmy path floods the streetwith blood that flowsinto an endless river of paincrossing the red bridgemy heart dares to dreama feather floats byhummingbirds hover around memessengers who bid me welldisappearing on the…
The Taste of You
You found me in my twilight dreamsEven in death, you pursue my rawnessConcrete flooding my reposing portalsSeeking to preserve innocenceBack in the rustic hay barn, we sneakKentucky – sweet, warm earth and catfishCrawdads in streams where I drinkDivvying up hushpuppies in honey butterMusky smells rousing my dulled sensesAching, spilling blood on thriving mossMy pores open…
Imagination
Gazing upward like a coloring pad of indigo and cobalt blueJoy effervescing inside her lingering indulgent bubble bathLight as morning waffles clouds are whirling day time hues Laying between two cotton fields plowed, left white fluff stillIt smells of clay, honeysuckle and gardenias her feet inhaleMagical brush fashioned a cottontail that went against his will…
Lust and a Coffee Cup
Window Weeper, salty tears lost in anguish, cutting deep with painYour saddened state only aggravates your memories which are in vainAlone inside empty walls, for you, there is now nowhere else to runYou should have known that evening out with lust, was more than funYet within your rending heart and in your dreams you already…
Living Veil
A tapestry, of my life, woven of sorrows,desires, chance, and God’s truths.Individually threaded by many hands bothknown and unknown.Patterns weaved with wool, cotton andsilk fibers into many shapes withworn seasons distinctive and tender.Harsh years where dyes faded andunknown shadows mystifyingly emerged.Tints of indigo and sapphire were ablazewhere fulfilled durations of time existed.Skies met untainted lands…
Toxic Dreams
Floating leisurely in a sailing, solar-powered glass ballSearching intently for life over the harsh endless sprawl. Beneath me fine dust and a limb from a long-ago burnt tree,I was becoming frightened as my ball was close to the sea. Although colorless sulfur dioxide was surrounding me,The clean air in my bubble came with a cost;…