never  had a brother never had a sister born to great parents loved my grandparents have a great life a great wife why do I feel left out can’t miss what you don’t have some days I get angry with this jealousy does not become…

the muse takes the form of chandelier-shaped seed pod tumbling to the ground

I am a girl I know But not a bird in a cage Who can see the sky but not reach it I am a girl I know But not a slave in a prison Who can imagine freedom but not live with it I…

Like rain drops falling from the sky, they appear at my house. I’ve looked at my door, To see if there is some special mark, Like the hobos of old made For friendly stops Of course, I find none, knew I wouldn’t, they know just…

In the early morning light I stood on the cobblestone street In the middle of the old city Visiting ghosts   As the sun rose The shadows shifted and mingled The wind picked up and howled   I stood in the middle of the cobblestone…

Hour Three BY HIS GRACE Sunset of life, but the dawn of a new day. She says she is six, but she’s really Seventy-six. She says she’s playing dress-up with Sister, when really she’s getting her gown tied up in the back. In her mind’s…

she walks toward darkness as surrounding sky deepens into night, her path unclear without the familiar to guide her; yet within her spirit blazes alight with trust in what lies ahead. swb

Solitude breathe deep for broken dreams suppress the lungs in  denial. Beauty, in it’s desolation, ravaging in reclamation… all is impermanent. (Alpenglow, beneath the snow, has purchased much desire) Where promises despair whispered in the air abandoned as mercurial desire.      

Prompt three: because alike and unlike – the cabin in disrepair paint stripped, doors and windows unclosed so anyone can walk in especially the air that rips through in frigid blasts abandoned and unabandoned – like the house that sits empty, but for the frost…

Fire at your fingertips Fire that leaps from your perfect lips Fire that heats all of what I am Fire that burns in your epigram At length, you and I are endlessly drawn You of the sun and I of the sea Slipping through sunsets…