Seasons drape the shadows of life The dark corners Shade of ancient oaks They hide they protect   Armour against doubt and dread Seasons drape the shadows of life Occlusion’s illusions remain Wind borne particles scurry away   Stripped bare winter’s rough hands Steal from…

Poem #7 In This Garden The sky is a witness and accomplice to daytime, Daytime a brightness the night lacked. Lack is a thing among others your loving ,a midnight thief, took away. Away with all the noises and stresses of life we are in…

Some days feel like too much. Some days not enough. Some days are easy breezy. Some days seem extra tough. Some days we dance on waking. Some days feel like too much. Sometimes the only difference. Is the feel of love-warmed touch. Some days we…

“Shhht”   “Hey! Shhht!”   What’s a way to get your crush’s attention? Walk up all sly, slip on a smile then drop a pickup line: “Am I in heaven? because I see an angel in front of me?”   Or do you blow a…

I have been haunted by things/ I did not do/ but should have/ I was plagued by/chamomile/ the very thing/ I was promised/ could heal me/ and I have been tortured by potential.// The pastel ghosts/ came from me/ trying to give a face/ to…

Changes leads to goodbye, For the first time in September, I worried on where I’m going, On what I’m after, On where I was before, I worried on everything that happened. And happens simultaneously. It’s like a tapestry of events, Happening once more.   They…

Hour Seven:  Ekphrastic from Martin Torrez photo Each one fights to push my swing. Their heads watch. They have known me since childhood. They know my secrets. They know who my new boyfriends are, they know my new girlfriends. This secret place between nature and…

Prompt Seven – Text Prompt: The viator is a poetic form invented by Robin Skelton It’s a pretty simple form where the first line is used again as refrain in the second line of the second stanza, and the third line of the third stanza,…

Are words enough? As silence falls With ready tears And pieces of my heart. I wonder aloud, Are words enough? To reconnect And pull you close. Our guarded embrace – murmured thoughts Are words enough? To make you stay. Through turbulent, biting anger. rage against…

A vast expanse extends before me. As far as the eye can see. I watch the clouds glide slowly past me and feel extraordinarily free. I’m undaunted by the unknown, and I lack the wings to fly. I throw my arms wide open, to embrace…