Tears To Flowers

Light sprinkles like pixie dust from my heart. Trees choreograph spiritualistic arches as bird pirouettes on angels’ wings to give gratitude to Our Father.   They balance my senses while roaming the lines of age upon their singing branches like a Panther Chameleon. Paint me in lemon-red colors as tears of euphoria and melancholy drip into…

My New Piece “Cusp of Spring” Now on Masticadoresindia

youthful buds whisper tiny voices animate stolen secrets weave does, calves leaping jesting with siblings grassland tickles bare shoulder, he is smitten giggles come softly  fledgling’s plump lips quiver as butterfly kisses on soft velvety cheeks elicit joyous moans amidst tears, she utters love you, my cherished red-headed woodpecker plays a jazzy drum beat To…