DRONE THIS!! I’m in a field flying high with a  toy called Drone.   Flying high feeling high in a Drone’s minds eye.   Feeling high with your minds eye drives me crazy   With your drone in play driving me crazy I give up!    

I was alone. I felt, with the deepness of my heart, That I could not escape this Feeling which consumes me. I felt, with the deepness of my heart, A rush of breathlessness, a Feeling which consumes me And threatens to pull me under. A…

“But where exactly do these people come from?” I ask “Are they real or does the creator wear masks?” I vow to find the truth as I plough Through books and books as I sow   “But where exactly do these characters live?” I ask…

Found Poetry: from Look Homeward Angel at times she would feel great love clustered about the slumbering children   she tried to cry, but her fury wove a pattern of chaos daily   what rooted instinct saved every desire for him? eliza was damned.

Megalomaniac vs. another Megalomaniac GMO vs. non-GMO Conservation vs. Development Artisan vs. Factory made Citizen vs. Immigrant Protestors vs. Police Safety vs. Freedom Hate vs. Love Most of this frustrates me Some of it angers me All of it worries me However The thing that…

the feel of coral colored rose petals Upon the soles of feet the smell of lavender on skin Silkiness of jojoba oil in hair henna adorned hands essence of silver garments of fine threads Royalty Remembered  

There’s an elephant in the room It stands on my lips Wraps its thick gray trunk Around my throat Constricting breath Restricting honesty Prodding me to go on With charades and games What this circus needs Is a ringmaster without a whip One with purring…

I tried to bring the sweet stuff to the party but the bees got to it first they wanted their honey back

You accept me for being me, the greatest gift, only you can give. i can be myself, with no other pretense and you never complain. when I feel like crying or don’t laugh at your joke and when I am upset, you give me some…

the patron saint of cooking stands in my kitchen now with the pantry doors wide open sweat upon her brow   stands in my kitchen now the counter filled with harvest sweat upon her brow a fresh loaf of bread also now rests   the counter…