A Poet’s Tender Heart love, a raindrop, a snowflake,or the uniqueness of the flight of the leafmoon shades of green bringing fortha canvas within the ocean’s kelpsongbirds sing for both you and me underneaththe power of the same blue sky black keys suit the music of yourmystifying and powerfully winged wordswhite keys that are jealous…
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My New Poem “Moonlight Fedora” Now On Hotel Masticadores
Moonlight Fedora hatched in smoky vapors of opiumfrom a mystical brazen beastshe saunters like dated brown molassesdripping gentle, tuneful notesparasol, held skyward, hollowed outbut its sturdy frame holds at least thick and tall the fedora upon her headamid dwindling tapestry, pale blueglorious her face, such splendoraroused by daring dreams of sailorselongated body floats through the…
My New Poem, “Singularity,” Now Live On Hotel Masticadores
Singularity unfeathered, sipping seeds from a martini glass made from an abandoned hummingbird nest, I ache squirrels once talked to menow, I dig for their lost nutsin our browning yard, hollowlaid out, like lost moments gift me with a red-blue facemajestic tail, the crazed danceof the male turkey’s dressdo not hinder me a simpleton notes rise from…
My New Poem, “Rainbow Queen,” Now Live At Hotel Masticadores
Rainbow Queen dreams of mineembrace forlorn window weeperscotton candy cloudswhisper riddles softwinged rainbowwhere bikes glide bymy tic-tac frecklesadorn pale skindancing to flutesshift deliberatelylike a golden queen fluid chess piece To continue reading, please visit Hotel Masticadores, and if you enjoyed it, please also consider liking, commenting, and sharing. Thanks to Michelle for continuing to support fellow…
My New Poem, “Spirit Moose,” Now Live At Hotel Masticadores
Spirit Moose antlers strong, bentroaming in the veinsof earth’s shadowswhispers ride the reins giant the spirit moosespraying his grey mistseeking refuge fromhoarfrost’s imminent fist pure albino coat, proudsun spirals in the eastcold rains upon earthfrozen by this spirit beast To continue reading, please visit Hotel Masticadores, and if you like it, please consider liking,…
“Stories of Resilience: After Rain Skies and One Petal at a Time at PWW Malaysia” – Thank You Michelle Navajas!
When I read the beautiful poetry in your books, Mich, there are innumerable and compelling lessons shared, as well as joy and sorrow. In other words, they are filled with soulful and meaningful bits of real life, which make your work so enthralling. After Rain Skies is representative of so many women and men globally…
“Polished Composure” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025 Now Live on HotelMasticadores
Polished Composure Timid love alights in garland eyes as I remember the tranquil sway of cattails in spring. Laughter and love permeate the air we breathe. My sun-kissed skin glistens with the reflection of the clear, chilly pond water. The yellowish-orange bills of the great egrets keep tune in this symphony of sound. Now wet,…
Kindle Sale, Book Anniversary, Barbara’s Review And A Reading Of “Cleansing” From “One Petal At A Time”
Cleansing silence is the tiptoeof a fairy as she slylybirths comfortyouthful dreamerwriting love notes to pixiesin beams the moon can sparesolace wrappedin prayer under coversphantom of shame circlesdisgrace like fireflieswithout flamesladybugs missing spotsand archaic tainted statueswith long-ago muted tongueswhile willows lamentso, plug your earsif puffed up, with mossfrom primal oaks if truth offendsboulders of disgrace…
“The Crown” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025
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…
“A Knock” by Joni Caggiano ©️2025 Now Live on HotelMasticadores
A Knock crisp welcoming voice of the wrenhow her incantations I long to hearbut she placed her voice in a boxher color, joy, and song buried near wailing calls soft, tiny bulbs hoist sailoak tree slain by a dismal, frail windroots glisten in the sun, a forest-sickmy body dismantled, like my friend To continue reading,…