Dear You Never Were To Me

And yet I languish in a land of unforget That will insist I set aside More than a passing blink of clock Or swell of tide In sentimental debt When I hear your name, And raise a private glass To the carrion of regret.

Dear Cousin:

When we were young, we were so close. Societal conventions, keeping us… from crossing that line. I always felt safe around you. The big brother, I never had Protecting me from harm. Now; your quirks, Having become a fanaticism, I do not understand. You follow…

Where am I? … 3pm

Vortex of words pulling me in forcing me to see things I didn’t want to see. About myself. About what I’d become. Lost.

Haiku #7

I saw a cute ghost. Brown hair and white tee/blue jeans. I think about him.

Dear Leeloo

Dear Leeloo, I know you’re happy at The Rainbow Bridge. Did you greet Galahad, when he he got there? I’m sure he was looking for you, You know how he is, always so scared. I miss you more than I can say. Your sweet laughing…

A Letter to Jane

Dear Jane, How are you doing cousin? You’re often on my mind. Love for us turned out awesome. We both have the greatest guys. I’m not sure if I ever told you But you’re more than a cousin to me; You’re a sister and a…

Dear Beauty

Dear Beauty, why must you behave so immodestly? I heard last week another tale and honestly You are lavishly sumptuous and unashamed Of being ridiculously untamed You and I, Beauty, are not so same Yet I write another letter, as you live in fame You…

8. Dear Auden

Dear Auden   You said they were never wrong the old masters but I walk through galleries and any fool can tell you all they knew was grief   Isn’t that wrong? Shouldn’t there be somewhere paintings and sculptures and music and weavings filled with…

Thank you

Thank you for loving me just as I am Thank you for being you Thank you for never losing patience Thank you for believing in me Thank you for lighting the way Thanking for holding my hand when fear strikes Thank you making me laugh…

Treasure Beach

The name given to four Coves in Jamaica Nestled in the beautiful Island of sunshine On the south coast with a people so different The land Scape is so distinct The closer you come the more flat plains You see with fields of low scrub…