Be

Bla, bla, bla never ending words are wording repeating all the same things so many repeating still so many not listening these ears they hear, clearly these eyes, they see, infinity these hands, they touch and bring ease these breaths, now come effortlessly Be

Our Perfect Princess

Anticipation on a bright crisp morning The wonder and excitement of preparation Champagne shopping with moms and bridesmaids Choosing gowns for Meredith to try Everyone unique and stylish Lovely beading, elegant embroidery Ruching, pick-ups, covered buttons and crystals Color palettes of almond, cream, bright white…

Hour Eleven

THE MONTH OF JUNE   crick clack snack she’s a Jack of all trades taking her sweet time mulling over every last ounce of sweat.   Their sweat, not hers, she’s transferred pain onto them and they have no chance to decamp other than to…

Hour Ten – To My Lovely Friend

I love You. I love the way you are sitting there Smoking cigarettes in a row. I love the way you turn your back on me to show how much you do not care if I leave behind something or not. This was something you…

Phrase Florist 2016 Marathon Poem #9: Beneath The Surface

Beneath The Surface Lurking there, beneath the surface, hides an insidious spiny thing. With spikes for hair and claws for hands, never turn your back on the hideous being.   For it’s lightening quick, conscienceless incarnate and, above all, extremely, hellaciously vain.   Spiraling out of control…

Insomniac

Night after night she wanders awake, she loves the black skies the stars seem to wait. She may need her rest but she wakes up then, the night is her friend, she wants to hide then. Insomniac she’s called when they see the worse, but…

10

You’re amazing! I know I don’t tell you that often, if at all, but really, you are! I don’t do you justice, and I’m sorry. I tire you out and not let you rest, but you just keep going, and keep me going. I don’t…

Poem #10

In the middle of the night When worries keep my eyes open Or filled to the brim with tears, You were there to put my fears to bed. When a student is crying Or being especially difficult And I am a loss for words You…

Hour 10–Lilikoi

Noble globe green shiny droopling tending yellow harboring succulent tangy pulp my tongue sings thee, Hawaii