Hot Pink Hair

I know a fairy With hot pink hair. Well, it used to be blue. Once upon a time, it was blonde. But now it is pink. This fairy is a dancer. A ballerina with hot pink hair. And a singer with hot pink hair. This…

Lighthouse Keeper

They show up angry, hungry, afraid Missing their homes, missing their beds, needing their moms Some are defensive, some are shy, some tell tall tales Some even invent dangerous games, and revel in the chaos Yet you smile, you listen, you comfort Your touch calms,…

It Just Wouldn’t Be the Same

Yeh,  you got a little set aside We could buy that farm Raise those chickens And Rabbits But it wouldn;t be the same, Without him. It was supposed to be a place for him. You understand. I’ll keep moving While I can.      

Vacation

We sit Under a moonbow Watching the trees sway In the wind The sand fills my shoes Perfect

sleepless

I had a dream about you last night and we were exactly how we should have been before the cheating the lies the ache the mess I was told if I was going to cheat, I should carry the burden with me, instead of being…

The Wanderer

The Wanderer One single gull feather floats On the face of the sea I have traveled centuries Mocking civilizations Witnessing Empires crumble All the while I float Alone But I am free Freedom on the Sea.

City Muse #4: Madison

City Muse #4:  Madison Frannie Z   Rocky’s   The produce arrived late. It had to go on the salad bar. I pushed it through the grinder at breakfinger speed. It nipped one joint. The manager fainted at the blood.   The Coop   My…

7 pm

the last silent seconds of dawn – 5:57 actually _ and I have only moments in which to memorize your face the shape of you the line of your arm that becomes a border against mine, to watch you sleep, the rise and fall of…

Looking for a home

I knew of a girl who kept moving once every two years, Somehow she reminded me of him. They are about the same, they kept no close friends at the beginning. Its as if, they intend to disappear at any moment. As if I was…

Poem 11

in this garden, where earth resonant deep. child within me able to greet each moment as it is , as they arise. Not carrying the burden of past, no worries of furure. Just emjoying the glory of present moment which is happening at the moment….