Hour 1

lightning cracks ripping across dark skies demanding dreamers awaken thunder rumbles stirring their hearts and imaginations there is nothing like rain in the high mountain desert droplets pouring down like a million answered prayers longings into the embrace of a parched land that has waited…

Drowning (Hour 1)

I take a deep breath and plunge Now I’m in deep with you We swim around Blissfully taking each other in I notice your skin Wrinkly and pale I look at you Asking with my eyes “How long can we survive like this?” You look…

9 am

I feel weightless while submerged The sounds in my ears are like a gentle thunder   I am free under the Shooshing water Creating ripples as I exhale small bubbles   Looking up, I see A distorted vision Of the land We call home  …

Haiku #1

She is selecting a card, then is surrounded by the shopping carts.    

Poem 1

Leaves of sorrow on my way, I stop and I say to myself-where is the love? Did it run away on the wings of a dove?   And if it ran, will it come back to me? If it returns, I will embrace the sea,…

The Man In My Dream

He comes along with a big smile In form that no one will whine. A look that is deceiving and worn, As if he has a heart full of thorn.   He opens his heart in thousand words But one can understood. It takes a…

Widow’s Hope

Below the surface it was all blue and black – like the bruises I wore on my heart. The shipwreck was a magnificent nightmare – a broken home in the sea. I looked for you in the debris – like I searched for you at…

The Faithful Yew

The yew tree, It’s red berries, And black seeds, Flat needles, new green; More a stunted bush than One of trunk and height, but the berry, Within the seed, contains a dark night. Bite down. It is the sweetest suicide. Emerge into the web of…