A Poet’s Tender Heart love, a raindrop, a snowflake,or the uniqueness of the flight of the leafmoon shades of green bringing fortha canvas within the ocean’s kelpsongbirds sing for both you and me underneaththe power of the same blue sky black keys suit the music of yourmystifying and powerfully winged wordswhite keys that are jealous…
Category: heart
“Childless Tents” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025 Now Live on HotelMasticadores
Childless Tents Kisses like sun dropsdipped in sweet pollen,play youthful cheeksplump with wonder. Faithless somber notesof sorrow yet tarrylost atop the velvet backof an anxious Buckeye. Goldenrod is changingfor Fall calls her new palette,and aging fawns in toastedwoods, seek their lost spots. Funnel spiders dot lawnslike lifeless, white hair-nets perched as childless tentson strands of fading…
“Stories of Resilience: After Rain Skies and One Petal at a Time at PWW Malaysia” – Thank You Michelle Navajas!
When I read the beautiful poetry in your books, Mich, there are innumerable and compelling lessons shared, as well as joy and sorrow. In other words, they are filled with soulful and meaningful bits of real life, which make your work so enthralling. After Rain Skies is representative of so many women and men globally…
“Polished Composure” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025 Now Live on HotelMasticadores
Polished Composure Timid love alights in garland eyes as I remember the tranquil sway of cattails in spring. Laughter and love permeate the air we breathe. My sun-kissed skin glistens with the reflection of the clear, chilly pond water. The yellowish-orange bills of the great egrets keep tune in this symphony of sound. Now wet,…
“The Crown” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025
The Crown Bougainvillea florets tremble likescarlet ribbons tied in bows on young flesh Archways of stone outstretchreposeful winds on muted statues with listless stares Foreboding leopard keeps vigila silent killer, her sentry will shield if a threat declares Pillars of light bring rays of respite yettears seal her withering heart within flouted ceiling Ferns rest…
TREES LEAN
Winter winds weep as they lay their sorrow in the folds of my dress Crows bleed feathers as their skin grows loose from painful hunger Brown eyes deposit luster within a hollow oyster where the sun hides Sepia runs a palette of winter grays upon the face of a swollen clown Whitewashed boulders bleached from a tired sun, mark her…
Never Forget
sluggishly, your arrows hit as if to sanction a permanentscar on my fragile yet once war-paint-crimson skin his lies scamper slowly up narrow ribs, then shoulderson the dirt road near my heart to blind me once again damage ego begot mournful passive-aggressive rainenjoy the cleansing sound, but never forget the refrain press clay upon the…
“Your Prey” now live on HotelMasticadores
hurting heart, quivers sifting image, last beat why lie, uncharitable one what inordinate pain I unearth like shadow crow you pretend to love hawk grabs prey next day new lie, fashion fractures what is left of me To continue reading please visit HotelMasticadores and please like, share, and subscribe. Hope everyone has a wonderful…
My poem “Sands of Our Glass” on MasticadoresIndia
alleys close renewmoments jumpparts of memoriestime moves like a slugwarm flesh holdingmine, a seagull risesred hair escapestightly fitted bunsea salt sings preludeconnecting dots withtiny freckles, laughingplacing my pale handon your heart it playspercussion, a drum circlecompleting the orbit To finish reading my piece, please go to MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) and don’t forget…
my new story “The Blue Pill” live on masticadoresindia
Having had migraines for years, I knew I would need that third pill. No more than 300 milligrams of Imitrex, and I would take that enormous, new, blue blood pressure pill my family doctor just prescribed. I was way too young to be having blood pressure issues. But the unexpected has a way of meandering…
