From the cradle to the grave, it is some people’s job To take care of you either we like it or not Doctors, nurses, midwives, mothers, and fathers The work of these people cannot be lost, if we want it so That is why in…

Mornings are not mornings it’s continuous day no night life dried night is a suggestion of quiet time but quiet stays have I spoken today? is the shower wet? what parcels arrive? and what next? what next? what next? days are plexiglass cubes in a…

11th Hour    https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/seventhsolstise/wonders-of-the-seven-seas/   Wonders of the Seven Seas   Dreaming that I was swimming, in the turquoise waters of the Coral Reef, I heard a sinewy voice calling me, I looked back further to see clearly, a big burly character with a cigar in…

I thought a thought I said it not My life’s a maze of poems And thoughts unspoken. From silence to more silence Not for the lack of thoughts But for the love of silence An unconditional affinity For the lack of noise.

GIVE _________________________________ Gift is written in my DNA My mother’s form My father’s eyes Ancestry and artistry Waiting to arise   Fortune multiplied With the twin soul My parents brought home In the loves That shared their journey In the friends That left and those…

I will take your hand Show you the paths that lead to the darkest parts of me Where things are tangled and overgrown In cupped hands, I will clasp the seedlings that have never known the sun I hope you like them   In return,…

Watering ~willjxn~ Watering flowers and trees. If from the dust of Africa, then maybe in our dreams. The human soul needs more than just a place to eat and sleep. We need a  place to feed our souls, to take in nature, deep. A place…

Fireflies dance near that strange cottage. The trees are perfectly rowed in a treeline, waiting for battle waiting for something or someone masked to attack.

Grass Green swaying in the winds Rain lashed figures enjoying the rainbow Afternoon song comatose Sweet popcorn Selfie life Hour 11 @varenyas

Rain poured down as I dodged around trash under the cover of my umbrella I didn’t notice him until I bumped into him as he materialized from the shadows of the alley menacing and dark he didn’t scare me although in hindsight he should have…