Poem 11

Coffee cup, what do you think of your creation?   You could be anything Your amorphous design Built to be held and admired Molded by dreamers, to hold dreams    Coffee cup, will you ever tire  of your own variety?   The fluttering wakefulness of…

Bridge of Two Hearts

BRIDGE OF 2 HEARTS Bridge of two hearts Standing tall in the rocky mountains Bridge of two hearts Covered in footsteps of mutual despair Bridge of two hearts Shaking in the stormy voices of unwanted truth Bridge of two hearts Held tight to the ground…

My Magick Pen

My pen is more than just a pen It bleeds words from the soul It’s connected to the universe In ways most will never know It holds a spark of the divine It’s more than just a muse At times the words it pours out…

What is love? – Hour 10, Prompt 10

What is love? Just a little kiss even a small tryst a shy, crooked smile.   Sometimes, oft what love is cannot be bought just given.   A special treat clean house, and neat dinner and sweets amour under sheets.   Even a spring walk…

Ode to the Air Conditioner – Hour Eleven

Ode to the Air Conditioner Oh! A/C how I praise thee! Through all these hot summer days I may sometimes hide beneath blankets But you’re here in my debt and my praise I would never make it without you With you, I’ve the strength to…

Life shines through death

I created a work of art as a gift for my sister on her twentieth birthday. I painted 20 different candlesticks to represent each year of her life. I integrated a poem within the blank spaces. This masterpiece was a symbol of the gift of…

Where Do You Go? (Poem 7)

Chasing Running Sprinting Constantly on-the-go What are we seeking? Pausing Relaxing Reflecting Taking a break When do we do that? The excuse, no time The outcome, never satisfying Who to blame? The system, or The follower?

prompt 10 – What is Love

Prompt 10 – What is love   What is Love   Well, love hurts, some people can’t help falling in love, they make it their love story, at the end of the day all you need is love, once I was crazy in love, after…

“The Hidden Path”

    A story from old grandma as I reminisce, A hidden path across the lake drawn my eye, She said, beyond the bushes there you’ll see. An old forgotten mystery. A runaway princess was last seen.   Hidden behind a magic spell. Never heard,…