Goodnight

In twilight’s shadow I whisper the words reverberating around my mind like an echo – watch Ophelia drown with lips wide open, the words pouring out of her like a flood, tumbling out in a rush – “Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies; good…

Inventory

The fire is embers, after hours of crackle and burn Good morning, you Who has mowed me over, and over again In the soft moonlight, taking inventory of my every whim

POEM 2

Cherry tree in blossom, birds singing, coffee waiting to be drunk, everything has its own rhythm.   Why cannot I find my own when you are not by my side? How many other shed tears are necessary so that you forget your vanity and come…

In losing the Battle #2

Great Dane measures in hemp, Guarded with sorrow and pain, He gathered his wit and started weeping, Why on earth, I am living hell alone? Black birds, black hemp, Clouded with grey and cobweb string, Where should he go, what should he do? He can’t…

Insomniac

creative, eclectic, artistic, at 2 A.M, I am still wide awake for ideas come flooding at this wee hour at dawn in a trance, an insomniac, while others are still fast asleep here I am at the threshold of my creation. there’s something in the…

The Adventurer

You’ve seen the fish, seen her home the silver flashes ‘twixt the bones the flickering motion of her tail in the wild ocean from which she hails.   You’ve seen the bones, the carcass rotted dark, alone but for the fish you spotted. You know…