My life is a ritual,   Living each moment in precise, calculated strokes  to avoid veering towards a path of misguided sanity.    

Hipster Hiker Haiku   Name-brand everything: green hat pants coat bag pack & meticulous beard   (response to image prompt)

Running away from that   Which no longer serves me  Is the same as turning away   From everything I know to be true  And I can never stop running.  

My skin is made of smoke  Floating among an abyss of stars  Falling from trees with hues of crimson and maroon,   white rays reflected in glittering   Waves, a sea of unknown tranquility. 

Love is delicate this is true. Yet, it can be robust and life giving. The best love though, iot is not a fabrige egg, gilded in gold and celuian adelusion blue. Encrused in the finest diamonds rubies emeralds and sapphires. Whetern it be top tier…

A State of the Union Adorned in shimmering stones. Face aglow she imagines the sanctity of the union that is about to take place. She no longer dreams of reams of crinoline and spools of satin that span the diameter of her dress, as expansive…

A closet to store time. What will we find inside? What treasures and imagination drags do we find inside? What memories are tucked away neatly in a box will come tumbling down, falling often making a slight sound. What lost item that we will find…

The Extraordinarily Ordinary prism of light is truly a sight to see. It captures in one sun beam all the colors of the rainbow. It captures the spectrum found in oil spilled on an asphalt road. It is the encapsulation of hope. the sun total…

What is love? Bell Hooks says that, All awakening to love is a spiritual awakening.” I was fooled by this once. The allure of my most reverent desire to fall for the spirit before all else.  No, I will trust my most basic instincts and…

Two butterfiels in the night. One black one white. No they both were black and yellow like the bee and wasp. and the shimmer of thier black was rich like obsidian deep and true. * I was interrupted by a fire alarm in my building….