You Are

lovers influence

Hopeful hearts

like ducks in rain, we went splashingkissing me tenderly melting fiery lips swellthrowing back our wet heads elatedly laughing my thin hips and round breast showwhiffs of lavender with a hint of musk smilespicking me gently skyward, touching my face slowhe will ask me to marry, he already knows I will say no exploring […]

Live On Spillwords Press NYC – My new poem “From love to Hollowed Tree”

lightning striking emotions I can no longer contain burning my skin with your scathing looks for you have found another smelling her lilac perfume burns my nose and cuts ridges on my hips how will your fingers forget the heavenly world you traced on my body your hands drew life softly in circles, birthing spasms […]

My New prose Live on the finest example

Musical beach grass Shy and shielding the sun through cotton candy clouds musically smell my skin. Beholding heaven, I remember how trembling we explored our wedding ground in this land of arctic terns. Childlike, I embrace stolen moments of youth I never had. Briny mist captivated my racing heart as I lay with you and […]

honorable mention, Short Prose Poetry Contest

You Were The Best Of Us – Poem by Joni Caggiano inspired by “The Child To Be” by Gabriela Marie Milton Daylilies and lavender fall from a sky of bright eyes,in the silhouette of a boat, under a quarter moon.Born on the month of the ramwith your right fist on your pink cheek.I was twenty, […]

You Are

You Are whispers of pale gold gliding over my skinspots of a fawn landing on mushroom capssighs from blue whales a thousand miles away You Are kindness of a prayer floating up to Godlaughter of a child standing in a paintinga wooden barrel full of Eastertide’s flowers You Are promises dancing on ruby colors of […]

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 […]

Scores of Saturdays

A freckle danced circles around her noseLittle feet moving like a ballerinaTeeth crafting her smile into a bright starHer hair smelling of ripe strawberriesOh, how he loved her, and how she liked to danceWatching her, knowing her, consumed in a trance Dropping on the floor tired, slowly kissing her feetPicking her up gently like his […]

Our Smells

tease me slowly, for now, awake I smell your nighttime sweatmingling with our lovemaking, aromas catching my body wethumidity plays a role in the dampness of our pearly pleasuresleepy eyes open, alive, we are now each other’s sated treasure

I am Your Canvas

Green-eyed canvasGerminates from wild sparksLit by tributaries you draw on me Red the lily of the IncasYou flow through me like theAmazon from the Andes mountains Orange clusters of lifeSurrounding me as pleasuresArouse flesh with hot touches You are the center ofMy tree where life is fed byThose tributaries you draw on me