My Pillar

Your touch reaches toward the Aegon seaYou open the door, your heart speaks to meCreating a sensation, a quiver, your smellsMy pillar, my very breath, my blushing tellsAs I ache, as a bee for honey, a hand for a gloveYou’re the man who gave friendship and loveCome to me under the sky and sing your … Continue reading My Pillar

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, … Continue reading Mourning Laughter, my latest poem published by Spillwords Press NYC