Reality stands on it’s head, feet flapping in the air It’s watching the courtroom drama as petitioners and respondents do the drama of debacle The jury and the spectators look on over solemn lunch, as reality stands on it’s head, feet flapping in the air…

The twang of a lute summons all to the maiden though there are rumors, suspicions that it is not her words, nor song, nor beguiling dance that brings attention to her show It is the glimmer in her eye, the rose in her cheek, a…

In Focus   I focus on the sun’s rising rather than on the heaviness of my tongue drooping in my mouth  with the weight of the unspoken with the weight of your lips not taken back with a kiss.   I cannot sleep. I focus…

When we bend instead of break we can withstand a quake.   We show strength when we bend we are flexible through the end.   Our courage reveals we are agile when we bend we are adaptable.   All can feel our powers mend the…

You’ll know when he comes. The smell of cherry cola will be prevalent & the violins will turn it up to eleven.   There’s also the distinct possibility you’ll see a disfigured face or mask in the pale moonlight staring at you from across the…

FIRE Fearless Angel walked with me In outdated with joyful whispers Resting her Enormous wings   She hugged my worries away    

A swing in yellow A field behind Always reminds me of summers past And how the winter comes on so fast The warm summer sun replaced by Brisk autumn breezes Soon replaced by frozen winter rain  

surrender I thought I knew love when I was younger in the days before life and death wrote my life like a soap opera.   in all those deus ex machina moments I thought I knew love locked in the mysteries of trust or blindness…

Fixing my eyes on the price, I take a deep breath. Fighting my fears, leaving the tears, Making it clear, I step in the spotlight. Let them see, My insecurities, the way I bleed, still don’t reveal, my sorrows, my pain, things I retain, I…

The sunflower field was in full bloom. A swing awaiting the Bride’s groom. The photographer waited with care, to await the memory she preserved there. The Brides white dress billowed as she did fly The Groom pushed her higher in the sky. The photo stopped…