The Crown Bougainvillea florets tremble likescarlet ribbons tied in bows on young flesh Archways of stone outstretchreposeful winds on muted statues with listless stares Foreboding leopard keeps vigila silent killer, her sentry will shield if a threat declares Pillars of light bring rays of respite yettears seal her withering heart within flouted ceiling Ferns rest…
Category: Peaceful
“Saturday” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025
Saturday cropping memorieslike daisy haircutsbuttery scent sashaypigment blendingmerging, like yolksvision murmurs from easelhis canvas callsendless love linestrokes from brushhis connection to lifetimid she saunters behind golden hatuntil delicate his murmurations of lovemingled with ardent touch cause her to capturerays of sunlightwarm with passionmoments forever lured into lovewith an artistand his frame Hoping that in this…
”Pheochromocytoma” Now On Chewers Masticadores
Pheochromocytoma She huddles coiled amongst the swath of blackberry with her matrix of thorny needles, spewing forth her painful pricks. Nerve bundles lay excavating within shredded muscles. Pain caused by unsummoned moles that convert and blast into a red-brick wall, a boundary of sanity and lost childhood of her red-brick prison. Pallid pathways etch memories…
”Arctic Hymns” Now On Hotel Masticadores
Arctic Hymns ornate, sea eagle, liberate God’s lapis lazuli skiesunfurl thy seven-foot wings for us this dayrise the spired scalp of acorns slice frigid, wintry soilmy fisherman of Kenai River rest from daily toil come with leathery hands to my rousing limbsnestle my steamy body as I sing my Arctic hymns sandy blonde hair lay…
”Testimony” Now On Chewers Masticadores
Testimony tangled tears unfold in burnt red leavesas October reins her tempest, sultry, yet encageddeciduous in nature, wool sweaters lose their sleeves,sanguine cheeks pale, your passion dies and empties me, enraged a hummingbird in torpor, my heart slowsyour frigidity bites like a rattler who yearns for heatlonely is my sinking vessel, not ministering where…
”September’s Garden” Now On Chewers Masticadores
September’s Garden Dawn, an awakening that beckons idyllic, downy light, an endowment gently warming my green and thirsty skin. The last remaining flowers. I am the protector of the wonderous scentsthat whiff their way, often, to unsuspecting humans. My limbs of love hide deep beneath the ground’s surface, close to the red brick path. I…
my new story “The Blue Pill” live on masticadoresindia
Having had migraines for years, I knew I would need that third pill. No more than 300 milligrams of Imitrex, and I would take that enormous, new, blue blood pressure pill my family doctor just prescribed. I was way too young to be having blood pressure issues. But the unexpected has a way of meandering…
live on masticadoresusa, my new piece “Reflection”
Reflection White is the oval mirror of my exodus from the fearsome actions of the monsters in the red-brick house. Dark eyes blister as my heart pulses a bleak opus once again. An offering given by a stranger concealed with golden paper and wildflowers singing. After five years of her pleasure, I perceive the wonder…
