The cliffs of moher

leaves of many colors mingle to dispersea steaming bowl of porridge to feed the craving earthrain turns directions, as limestone clenches sea flowersour love flying with the peregrine falcons by the cliffs of moherusing night writing, molds of movement, on the blanket we once did share

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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 […]

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I Find You

  you are there swooning on the tinge of the gardenia scenton the lime green-eyed wing of a Luna moth tattered and spentresounding within the impassionate vibration of the newborn’s crywhen you pray for the window weeper as she tarries and lets out a sigh I find you in the glimpse of dewdrops like notes […]

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His Love is Far Reaching

pounding heartbeats, the torrid sun drying blue blood, which drips as silently as Damascus sighs, my blood rides on the Crimson-winged Finch in the Holy Lands, we sit in the shade of the immense fig tree, meeting me here too long ago, a human turning inside out, each time you touch my lines where a […]

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The Floral Wall – A Collaboration

A Collaboration between Joni and Stuart Aken, Photos by Stuart. Please visit Stuart’s website for his photography and publications  –  Poem by Joni Caggiano cracks in the old stone cry out to melike a whimpering fairy with golden eyessmooth the aging skin upon the river swept rockssweltering and charming with a parasol reflection of a […]

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Butterfly Kisses

Light from the sun caresses a spider web.Moving gently, it creates a prism of dancing light.Black-capped chickadees pluck yellow moths from overgrown ivy.Like vivid green lace, it creates the lifeline of the small screen porch.Cycles of life are seen from our bed, awakening with the yellow-orange of sunrise.Our nest is warm with notions and promises […]

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My New Poem, “Leaving Blue Doors,” Now Live at Spillwords Press NYC

voiceless rhythms hide conflict behind earless wallscobblestones assembled centuries ago, bask in white lightforgotten names of flowers already seared into my raw fleshpink and crimson colors hovering with their scentexploding like a trap door in the tiny hairs of my nostrilsbarren is his constant silence, which feels like screaminganxiously red eyes stare, as your tall […]

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Scarlet Petals in Santorini

Gazing out the white shutters of our villa in Santorinimy dreams nor visions could compete with this reality.Observing you that first night at dinner, I dare not allow my stare to linger.I could feel your heat surround me like an orb of glorious white light.Such character in your face, written with poetic lines, in primal […]

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