Whoa.. You’re beautiful! But I am not. My hair is curly And all twisted and black – And my soul – a little bit more. No. I am perhaps not The pretty poet girl. My neck ain’t draped in pearl. Caress me in your words,…

The Forbidden City, Where an Empress Laughed,loved and lost   The Summer Palace Where a Jade ship stands Strong, imposing and aloof   In Barcelona, a cobbled street, Where a vendor has something Just for you   In Rome, a street cafe, Where we sip…

Tyra taught me Smize now it’s the only way I show you the smile trapped between fabric and face.   I smile behind my mask I pray the energy reaches you. I laugh and giggle inside my bubble of breath.   The Mona Lisa lives…

Gonna pour me some lavender, thick dried globs, a little oil, and try out that new bath tub. Brass ceramic handles, black etched cold and hot watch the steam lift from tub to handles sniff the gentle air, and I’ll be thinking of you my…

Holy, holy, holy. Holy, holy, holy. Set the table visitors over hills now show themselvess the trees do not have leaves so we see whoever comes. Whoever comes holy, holy, holy. Whoever comes holy, holy, holy. Unlock the door, holy, holy, holy Unlock the door…

Take one morning, sift lightly and walk past silent houses, glistening dew, and twittering birds. Add one glass of orange juice, accompanied by a dandelion Gulp and think of next hours. Open the windows and doors while the sun fills the sky. Add the chores…

after a lifetime of wearing the clichéd compliments I tore to tatty clothes and lying awake over the taxes you paid for trying to love me and hiding under the bed each cent of your evaporated dignity   I will suddenly believe and start collecting…

2 people 3 eggs 4 pieces of toast 2 glasses 2 juices 1 coffee I hope 3 bowls of Iams 2 waters for folks   to wake up and smell injustice to wake up and wipe it clean to wake up to change tomorrow and…

Alice has seven sons, but six are actually hers. I just include myself, seeing that I am the one she calls whenever she needs something “important” done. Number 1 in her heart; number 1 on her speed dial. Master of nothing, I’m a jack of…

Shall I compare thee to a nuclear bomb? Atomic explosion, within your smile, But no pink glow, just “Boom!” and then it’s gone, The effect outlasts You by a long while. Destroyed by heat, 10 million tonnes TNT, Contained in your kisses, e’en through the…