“A mouse woke up bit-by-bit, And decided to become fit. It filled its water bottle to the brim, And headed off to its local gym. There it got chased and beaten by an old lady with a stick.”

Faceted crystal Refracts the flickering light Figures on ceilings

Successfully, surfing, strong sisters, Unconsciously united under the unexpected, Recognizing rapport, Visualizing variants of valor, Imagine implying the impossible, Vivid voices, Obviously, obliterating opposition, Releasing restraint, regaining relief.

The Fall of the House of Cards   I watch on as Valkyrie fails, quivering as she laments in the cruelest of tasks given, My unholy command for the blood of her untainted brother not forthcoming, Resolution now guides my form, smirking in shadowed ecstasy,…

A constant moving canvas, always a masterpiece, but never quite completed, a lifetime of work that keeps building and growing. Family moments, and memories, loves lost and found, mistakes made and lessons learned, each experience another brush stroke, adding more beauty, colors intricately blending into…

A school of angels heralding the new creations, singing hallelujah to the truthfulness of prophecies. Earlier, I watched a boy roping his body with a living snake. Another’s hand snaking the fur of a lion, unharmed. Imagine the unimaginable: see a snake in your pocket….

I replay melodies Over and over Until my mind Takes over them And memorizes keys Signatures And the elegant way It trickles like Raindrops upon a windowsill. Through my veins Stirring within me Emotions I never realized Hiding within. It scurries me away Into daydreams…

The skyscraper storefront selling sourdough, Reaches up into a cloud, that when pricked with a needle Sends a deluge to spread raindrops, making A neat beat to beat the ground with gumboots Stomping periwinkle puddles like a forest ranger

POEM 14 They only give glimmer of light. The thousand blue canisters housing a thousand lives. Sacred hopes and dreams sealed and labeled filling a thousand slots of stored space. Don’t search for their catalogs the information is kept in digital files in that singular…

Of Tongues and Praise   Fifty tongues From fifty states Tongues and tongues From every race Nations, tribes, and tongues Of every case   The health of these tongues We seek to raise That they might, with healthy tongues, Sing our Redeemer’s praise