oh, how thee has driven shards of blackened, soulless glassinto this faithful heart, for which you had so declared to loveto seize a life, from your beloved child, which was so cherishedknotted hair with anise and coriander lingered, and roses placed thereinhence the sun will set, but only once more for me, upon our lovers’…
Category: Young Love
Cascades D’Amour
(27 second read) Red is the clay that talks to me, dotted with emerald eyesUnyielding are its walls of love, languid Morocco, where I eagerly waitSea winds call to me, as I have seen her movement of sapphire, and ceruleanCascades d’Ouzoud, like beating hearts your waters drumming, steam moving upwardsYearning for her hot sands and…
Sorrowful Surrogate
Ripe the delicate fig I place inside my hungry mouth,its flavor heightened by a residue of sugar left on midnight lipssliding sluggishly down with laudanum and brandy Opening a cross-window, I watch your tall silhouette movesated, down the dark street with your tricorne hatas our smells fused with the oils of our young bodies,I…
MY NEW POEM, “SUMMER LIE” NOW LIVE AT SPILLWORDS PRESS NYC
SUMMER LIE laughter, like sand sticks to usan opening in my white, silk dress by a timeworn nailgusts cool my bronze skin, like the resonant fluttering of angel wingsreality plays hopscotch with memoriessunshine caresses the thick fibers of your gold-flecked curlscheeks flushed, ornamental stones hang from my scarfscarlet hair tied loosely backcalluses on bare feet,…
Leaving Again
memories of White Lake, pour over me like a cloud shedding its fluidthe lake of glass, glistening in the sun, reflecting silent laughterlooking at your toes underneath this cooling mirror, I sighthe rough wooden pier that stretches out, as a second summer daycalling my name, like a silk scarf longing to feel fingers touchingmusic lingers…
The Ancients
Wounded heart dangling in a hundred pieces, from gifted ancient treesWhere others have ventured for centuries, to weep, over Egypt’s Red SeasHer dying algae turning the blue-green waters to scarlet, the color of deathHues of the sunset rise with my embers towards heaven’s vast floral breathMy lonely aching soul, did awake a heartless, hurt spirit,…
My First Published Poem On Spillwords
Please celebrate with me my first published work on a great magazine, Spillwords Press. I am grateful to the publishers for featuring, My Paso Fino, my latest work. You can read it here My Paso Fino. To see additional artists and their work, please check out Spillwords Press here Spillwords Press.
Lust and a Coffee Cup
Window Weeper, salty tears lost in anguish, cutting deep with painYour saddened state only aggravates your memories which are in vainAlone inside empty walls, for you, there is now nowhere else to runYou should have known that evening out with lust, was more than funYet within your rending heart and in your dreams you already…
Innocence Betrayed
Green eyes shot serpentine spears of betrayal tersely into mineBlinding me by your lack of love and all I once deemed kind. Once to share my unlocked heart until misery maimed my soul,Reclaiming your “forever after”, with the razor tongue you stole. Untouched and pure was I inside for never had I loved before,You, my…
The Lonely Sailor (Part 2)
For Part One click here (Reading time for Part 2 is 6 minutes and 19 seconds) Conscious of the thin sea mist that was clinging to my body, I licked my lips, tasting a hint of salt. My big browns were taking in an exciting array of individuals walking around the boardwalk. Among the men,…