We Survived and Arrived – Now as Warriors We Thrive
Like a snake sheds his skin so go we, those of us who bravely venture onFilled with heightened senses as vigilantly, we quietly roam till dawn. Exposed our emotions on our shoulders perched like the raven black,Hearing whispers, feeling stares, why we grow eyes high upon our back. Lost amongst the others, those who gather, but wonder […]
Read More We Dance For Silencefragile is a heart inside the chest of a childbirds and butterflies tread entwining gifts there toosoft young skin shivers as melancholy air covers him with blue stitches of memories stretching out in hopefrozen between three snowflakes watching lady timeblue jays singing notes of love as church bells blissfully chime aromatic petals on a golden […]
Read More Gratefulcoming from the land of the drunken sunwhere he ended and I barely dare becomeshe was a crow that brought us all togetherrum drizzling, thunderbolt winter weatherrioting lot she was afflicting all kinds of harmliving on those four acres of our teeny farmbleeding red petunias into fine white sandthriving while growing things on fertile landforgiveness […]
Read More Blood Petuniasmy eyes swollen, arousing now, the floor vanisheshobby horse clings to a ceiling that does not existfragments of skin reek of fear, never ceasingmy heart is pounding, breathless for airbecoming that boney, big-eared childyou are no longer kind to mepretending not to seefor I am cagednot free
Read More Bowl of SorrowPink am I, fresh and innocent with youOpening like a virgin bud, giving birth to beautyYou are the intoxicating fragrance that pours over me every time you breatheGardenias and jasmine jumping in midair like babes on trampolines where nothing can stop us from flying To continue reading please go to MasticadoresUSA I am honored to […]
Read More My New Poem “The Colors of Love” Live on Masticadores USAescaping from illusory bars, brown eyes vigorously awaken to the night scales falling from them like Saul’s eyes, now no longer blind or fearful gliding into the music of the trumpet’s voice calling this mystically gifted one gardenia trees and whippoorwills trailing her for a song of evening freedom spinning around, she feels the soft […]
Read More Sneaking OutPoem by Joni Caggiano and Photograph by Aigars Jansons – Pexels echoes of carriages on cobblestonesjourney like dim shadows over hillsoil lit lamps flicker with secret whispersfeigning comfort to a cortigiana di lumedrinks of fear served in fickle gobletslies shifting as masked faces dancesnakes biting flesh, stings of deathone flawed brevity of rancorous tongueprocured a […]
Read More Lashes to Ashesblood drips from my heartmy silk gown grows thornsblinded by yellow from the start drowning in my own skinflowers grow from fingersa vase of emotions growing thin angry at God, I fall downanother day lily dies slowtears become an ocean of sound my cart is deep with painbrands of scentless sorrownaked, I await the cleansing […]
Read More Cleansing Rainfaces are skin for viewing, not for judginghiding one side of mine to forget the slaps it tookI ask us why is it so difficult for us to embrace our look if my face was right, my thin body wrongthe sea’s entire palette of blue surrounded mein my teenage years, something not many bothered to […]
Read More My New Facesecuring her likeness within the shifting fogchasing lingering moon dancers in her red apronelbows raw from scaping the dancing tree limbsa breakfast of oats and honey sits on the tablethinking of the first time they met in the stable a newborn wren chirping for its morning wormtapping her shoulder, the first ray of pinkish sunwhite […]
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