My New Poem “Life and love beseeches,” Live on MasticadoresIndia

  tearfully shedding buttery orange leaves all yearsilently for each life shed in brutality and fear earth rejoices when drops descend from the skymixing with pores of earth’s green and dirt dry love kisses thistle and uncurls branches to clapwhile lovers snuggle close, slowing hearts to nap To continue reading please visit MasticadoresIndia and please […]

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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, […]

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Featuring Francisco Bravo Cabrera “Dance of Praise” An Original Commissioned Piece

My appreciation for all types of art led me to Francisco Bravo Cabrera’s WordPress site. My husband and I studied his unique skill, after which we felt even more admiration. Much of our attention and respect for his work came from his use of religious symbolism. Francisco is a talented musician, fantastic poet, as well […]

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We Dance For Silence

Like a snake sheds his skin so go we, those of us who bravely venture onFilled with heightened senses as vigilantly, we quietly roam till dawn. Exposed our emotions on our shoulders perched like the raven black,Hearing whispers, feeling stares, why we grow eyes high upon our back. Lost amongst the others, those who gather, but wonder […]

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back to nature

freedomcutting my long hairadorning myself with natureoysters share their flawed pearlsearthworms sing songs of gratitudesilk stockings gathering at my thin ankleswearing a tiny cotton flour sack, I feel peacemy soul sailing on a boat, feeling a joyful worldly release Don’t forget to place your vote at Spillwords Press NYC for Author of the Year, Poetic […]

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