The Ancients

Wounded heart dangling in a hundred pieces, from gifted ancient treesWhere others have ventured for centuries, to weep, over Egypt’s Red SeasHer dying algae turning the blue-green waters to scarlet, the color of deathHues of the sunset rise with my embers towards heaven’s vast floral breathMy lonely aching soul, did awake a heartless, hurt spirit, […]

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My God

a tear ran down the circular stairschasing after its salty twintiny candles burned out loud in songuntil wick and wax were tiredeyelashes fluttered until taking flightsad eyes red from sorrow glimpsedfeet frolicked in red high heel shoesthenceforth wheels held brittle bonesyoung baby twins cried at a funerala grandmother never to be knownhe who died without […]

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Mourning Laughter, my latest poem published by Spillwords Press NYC

Closing weary eyelids, my ornamental iron doorswith too many latchesRevolving thoughts like planets in an endless orbitstealing my nocturnal peaceBreaking the painful silences with cricket songsand a chorus of spring peepersMy conscience drifts within the smoke from a scented candlethrough countless keyholes To read the rest (please vote if you enjoy my work): Mourning Laughter, […]

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