Beckons like a broken boat over a small waterfall, like a garden rose before bloom, like an exposed live wire, like an unfolded sheet, like toes in sand, like stargazing on the Edgar Allan Poe library, like an unmatched set of earrings, like the Atlantic…

Still as a dead monk Intentional ignorance of pain No adjustments, no voice. Brown mosquitos the size of Hummingbirds feeding from the temple Blood throws directly into proboscis, a straw sipping gently, buzzing still. No thoughts. No words. No writing or reading and Ten Years….

DOG loyal, friendly petting, fetching, snuggling compadre, companion, servant, lackey clawing, scratching, creeping finicky, aloof CAT     ****A diamante is composed of seven lines, where Iines 1 and 7 have opposite meanings, and are typically one word nouns, although concepts or phrases are sometimes…

I see I hear I think I talk But sometimes I see I hear I talk Usually when this sequence happen I am forced to swallow my pride And eat my words.

I love her from the core of heart She is known that as lovely art.   I have made many promises. I will make her happy. I never forget the love.   She is so unique on earth. Her heart is blissful hub.   But…

When I can’t see the point. Leaves of Grass covered in dew, my heart covered in glass, my liver coated in vodka, my kidneys sick with psych meds. My eyes clouded and confused my intestines bloated with fear. My my my. Life no more bird…

So here is my first attempt A Gigan from my brain shall be rent I’ve never heard of this form before And I must admit, perhaps I’m a bore This prompt seems like a fucking chore Whoever came up with this prompt I swear Will…

Pairings Like a fine wine selected to bring out the flavor of the dish, you draw my deepest secrets to my skin and bring a rosy blush to my once pale facade. With you, my power is doubled as we walk the journey called life…

Mancala is a game I had never seen It tickled you to know As a player I was green My 10 year old trainer I had on retainer She showed patience and grace While hiding her face And did not cry As I passed her…

My Lover, As Coffee   Espresso eyes: caffeinated and intensely rich.   No creamer for this java.   I drink it bitter, straight, from a dirty shot glass.   Daylight awaits us, a set of fangs at the end of sleep’s tunnel–   but at…