To meet someone  And to know them Really get to know them sitting behind a waterfall With heavy walls descending between And you Are a mystery On the other side  of a global torrent Of prolonged separation Sitting with your own demons And being washed…

I’ve always wanted to see snow, To be in its cold embrace, To watch as it falls around me, My presence not getting in the grand way of things. Appreciate every single flake, For being so uniquely itself, Yet looking so beautiful, When it melds…

You took away the bright colours that day when you left, along with rest and ease slyly while I slept. So my nights are black and blue and grey, loads of grey that even moonlight wears a long black veil. Black and blue And black…

black and blue black and blue and read all over in the pieces of me popped out in this mess like straw holes in pie crust made to allow hot air to escape so the inside gets softer or something like that told to me…

Carved by His Hand Complicit in your responses, feeding me the words I long to hear, Yet I listen to the subtle ironies and undertones, The microcosmic expressions that barely give you away, Painful intentions to control and subjugate. I sense it, I feel it,…

A memory I chose Not to remember But still dims up in style Coming in memorial fragments Taking up the holiday space A space that was never in existence, But fought tooth and nails To make hostage I was almost of age Ready to say…

Wives tales passed down the ages Oral traditions dating back well before pen and ink Are all true, or so we are led to think But … Chocolate doesn’t cause acne And while fish as food for the brain is almost right Carrots won’t help…

The new breeze of a new day is a nude breed of a mood day A fresh sum of a 12 month is a friend son of a 12 start

Hour six’s prompt just wasn’t hitting right. But I had fun trying!   Steps   I go farther and farther Each move felt Each step placed with care I keep moving Each time getting closer Each moment a journey

I just wanna go home. But the park I came to roam: So that I could be alone. .           No electronic prisons or cell-phone. .                                 …