To All My Readers, you are my family

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 […]

live on masticadoresusa, my new piece “Reflection”

Reflection White is the oval mirror of my exodus from the fearsome actions of the monsters in the red-brick house. Dark eyes blister as my heart pulses a bleak opus once again. An offering given by a stranger concealed with golden paper and wildflowers singing. After five years of her pleasure, I perceive the wonder […]

Nature’s Playground

My new Poem “my flavor,” live on masticadoresindia

sipping me softly through a fairy’s strawsampling each flavoryou whisper, it is my essence you savor Please go to MasticadoresIndia, Editor Terveen Gill, to finish reading my post. If you like, please read and share. Also, don’t forget to subscribe, like, and follow MasticadoresIndia and the magazine publications of this diverse and talented group!

My new poem “dance of spring” now live on spillwords press nyc

fairies dance as fireflies light the sky with magicwhippoorwills call lovingly to one another in blue moonlightdancing in sheer purple silk, my limbs reach toward starsyou watch with growing anticipationwe are lovers in a nightly woven paradisespring peepers are gifting their birdlike chirpsseeing your eyes glowing green in the candlelight, I stopsitting on your lap, […]

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. […]

The Earth Has Feelings Too

silence is an earless solitary creaturewithout words alone in the damp eye of dusk a red clock balances barren time evenif its long arm is short and bluebirds boast words fly back to you like a memoryof winds blowing in circles catching leaves hummingbirds hover backward whencherished souls like white doves rise to heaven love […]

Loving the Rough Edges

Specks of dust glide in slow motion while a hypnotic dance performs within the light of the morning sun. Eyes dry filled with fairy dust, collecting their magic in a blue silk bag. Your strong arms, now stretching deliberately they pull my willing body close. In the distance, a lawnmower is cutting nature’s carpet as […]

River’s Song

I hide within her rolling peaks and float with ferns that line the river Playing the snapping turtle’s shell pulsating sounds echo in rhythm Scarlet Tanagers singing along with warblers from their thin branches Water moccasins slither like ribbons in the wind close to her long lip Young Blue-fronted Dancers perform a colorful salsa within […]

Lonely Children

Trees wrap resilient arms tenderly around small children, who are crying out for hugs—haunted by lost memories of holding hands of friends and delivering laughter with loved ones they no longer see. Like fledglings with young minds, they wonder why the world they know, without warning, is experiencing a metamorphosis. Clapping and swinging their long […]