“Unloved” Now Live at SpillWords Press NYC

born underneath the protective eye of the goatI am a stained and blood-red topographical map,a blindfolded gnat adrift trying to find an empathetic eartime, tick-tock, is a heavy lump of coal, acrid, black, yet a gift watching red embers float like seared feathersremembering painful words, like silkworms burrowingbring flashes of time embroidering freedom into endless…

Prayers in The garden – now live on spillwords Press nyc

showers of Aprilspring from Youwear my sadnessperched on His Graceprayer, blood drippingfrom His Son’s poresin the Garden of Gethsemaneangels tend His woundsladybugs play checkersdance of sparrowsand the mighty larkwhen soon the earthwill grow quiet and dark To read the rest of this poem, please go to Spillwords Press NYC, thank you and happy Easter everyone….

My Ameri-ku “spring is a lady” is now live on Spillwords press nyc

Spring whispers her secrets like treasuresas painted trees bend with an abundance of flowers, pine trees celebrate as male cones liberatethick yellow pollen trembling at the sight of female cones,   To finish reading, please go to SpillWords Press, NYC, and be sure to like, share and subscribe to SpillWords.       The Ameri-Ku/Euro-Ku is…

My New poem “school’s out early” now live on spillwords press, nyc

nineteen hearts to memorializewhiffs of jasmine swim from woundsshock sails off tiny precious facesevil still crawls in the worst of places To finish reading my poem please go to SpillWords Press, NYC – A big thank you to Dagmara K., Director of Development | Editing Department for supporting me by publishing my work.  It is…

My new poem “dance of spring” now live on spillwords press nyc

fairies dance as fireflies light the sky with magicwhippoorwills call lovingly to one another in blue moonlightdancing in sheer purple silk, my limbs reach toward starsyou watch with growing anticipationwe are lovers in a nightly woven paradisespring peepers are gifting their birdlike chirpsseeing your eyes glowing green in the candlelight, I stopsitting on your lap,…

My New Poem “Death of Innocence” live on Spillwords press nyc

his mighty breath shakes the Carpathian conifersangels caress the Black Sea with salty blue tearsyards of peat moss release threads of red energyfire salamanders scream out in their volcanic rageyou will not put Ukrainians in your silencing caves To continue reading please visit Spillwords Press NYC and please consider liking if you enjoy the piece…