We Survived and Arrived – Now as Warriors We Thrive
treasures climb into my basket sun whispers, I capture with dew two wrens with a picnic for two a lone red berry from a holly tree anoles who are looking for heat pearls, riches found deep in the sea your heat in any winter’s night hiccups from a small toy poodle my words, I am […]
Read More Live on MasticadoresIndia ( Now called ChewersMasticadores ) – Full of TreasuresMy big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die. Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth. My eyes don’t work well […]
Read More To All My Readers, you are my familythe deep arch in her backbending only for your eyeslong slender legs adorningdazzling reds of sleepy sunwater reflecting a silhouettesilk soft like butterfly wingshis dancing waterlily, his lovetrees purr to her able splendorknowing he will be ever tenderwith each move, his heart surrenders
Read More His dancing water lilytearfully 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 ( now called […]
Read More My New Poem “Life and love beseeches,” Live on MasticadoresIndialightning striking emotions I can no longer contain burning my skin with your scathing looks for you have found another smelling her lilac perfume burns my nose and cuts ridges on my hips how will your fingers forget the heavenly world you traced on my body your hands drew life softly in circles, birthing spasms […]
Read More Live On Spillwords Press NYC – My new poem “From love to Hollowed Tree”skin barren exposing my dense white trunk as I sighcolor falls from me as the cold earth is bitingabsent my ample blanket to shelter birds passing by To continue reading “Sycamore,” visit MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ). To read more of MasticadoresIndia please visit and be sure to follow and subscribe!
Read More my new poem “Sycamore” Now live on MasticadoresIndia ( Now called ChewersMasticadores )seven fingers my body’s jutting leaves of gold and orangeblood red is the drifting moon shadowing vivid imagesstunning the crystal tree exposing her icy white teethvelvety silence fashioning a rebirth to cherishsafely surrounded by the Jordan and John the Baptistescorting lost souls into the cleansing water of Christ
Read More rebirth“The lost season,” poem by Joni caggiano wings of fall flew by with time, still no budding noteher hues and tints on palette lay orange and redno painting of leaves or merging bodies in their bed stark white, her winter attire majestic, a birch retellingtheir summer of dancing keys and shades in blueby the fire, […]
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