Lies gaze upon the bloodless moon, but do not profess to know her passion touch my minikin self, yet know, it’s buds hold no words from my ink alone, no one cares to cherish my heart, which hovers loosely upon a thread woven by the larval stage of a moth, which treasures me dare not…
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My New Poem, “Relish The Good,” Now Live On Hotel Masticadores
Relish The Good A setting suntugs at the seamsof my life like anangry seamstress. Time fades,as scars risefrom a cruel rapewhen I was eighteen. Hope peeks earnestas burnt red skiesflirt with memoriesof a lost childhood. Freedom as hair flieson a rusty bike down an unpaved road tocash in pennies for candy. Gasps from subtlelack of my…
“Fledgling’s Promise” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025 Now Live on HotelMasticadores
Fledgling’s Promise sorrow is a thistle that clawsits way through tender flesh festers like a wayward wounddyes blue bird color sky to gray red bricks, meld curtains shutshield dreams and hopes away like a girdle on an aged womanwith a belly made of silky clay moods shift a clock’s rigid arms sand drifts to erase…
Odin’s Maiden
Odin’s Maiden her feet anchor defiant and strongsharp edges of rock scream alongcliffs of fjord furrows ghostly paleodin’s shield maiden decrees to sail windswept red hair, her crown of loveblue gown drifts softly in tempest abovestill feeling his strength how she achesfor what she gives and what he takes standing proud, sword drawn she waitsquivers,…
Poetry Reading By Karima Hoisan, “Forks Of Ivy” From “One Petal At A Time”
My good friend, Second Life movie maker, extraordinary poet, and graphic artist, Karima Hoisan, recorded her poetry reading with some of my photography and put it together with her original music to create this feast for the senses. Please see the embedded video below to enjoy, but to get the best sound and experience, it’s…
The Inner Child Speaks – Part 1
My good friend and phenomenal storyteller and poet, Nigel Byng, has selflessly decided to interview me in support of my upcoming book (thank you, Lisa, at Prolific Pulse Press) presales of which start later this month, I can’t believe it! Thank you, Nigel, for being so supportive not only of me but of everyone in…
Teasing Florets
raw am I, naked and sweetplacing myself before youblossoms tease and temptlost in their scent bouquetinformal fragrances will bowbreath like breeze, he craves me now
Empty wagon
EMPTY WAGON not just any gypsy would lay their breathupon the resentful ground to calm itjasmine lulling orange flowerspurr, blue notes, to her mare long, lean legs glide across the beastcapturing wind as tears lay saltupon barnacle beds asleepawakening a yearning racing in white shadows of a captive moonhooves in shiny waters, her curls flywhite…
Green Eyes – My New Ditty
Hello and good morning to this beautiful community. To those of you who know me, you also know I like to sing a little. I follow some real artists, singers, songwriters, and folks who have and still do this professionally. A little while ago, I posted a song called “Honey Bee,” I wrote and sung…
