Combat Sarong

Combat Sarong This sash is made of memories emotions and things pulled from times good and bad It hangs loose on my body, it used to restrict me round about a few times, I pull it taut when you come close Silat started as a…

Rhetorical Question

Rhetorical Question I asked her a million times if she was sure I believed she could have anyone And a million times she said yes and she said it through short squeezes and hugs and she said it through little gifts and nips at the…

hour 24 most at home

in the silence of my mornings pen in hand i write the dust from my heart to make my world whole and filled with love again after the ugliness of the unseen has left its mark on my heart.   those early words on the…

hour 18 prompt-just be still, and listen

my brother, bless him, was the sort of child who had the energy of a ferret wild he never met a tree his limbs did not christen his weaponized eyes with tears would glisten my mother’s imploring refrain “just be still, and listen”  

The Joy that Life has Brought

POEM 24 I have been a rolling stone for years now, traveling from state to state. Six months here, perhaps a year  or two there. Uprooted, unsuited left out of that steady flow of home. If I didn’t have or make a desk wherever I…

Hello Darkness

Light bends defiant speeds in flashes wraps around finding its own path   standing tall ready impact never comes this time another trick of light   darkness walks steady absent of chosen pathways mysteries abound

Fulfillment

Fulfillment Rice boils on night stove life bubbles on emotions both cravings fulfilled Hour 24 @varenyas

Wake Me Up Before You Go

Wake Me Up Before You Go   Heat radiates from your body I caress the soft curves of your porcelain skin You make my heart quicken with desire I’m mesmerized by the fullness of your body Your aroma exhilarates my senses My lips caress your…