It was a closet, but not just any closet The wall at the back was fake And you could push it to the side If you knew the special way Behind the wall were treasures Stacked up decades high Shelves and shelves of memories Were…

Bolero does something to me when it plays I am un-Ravelled resting my head upon my father’s knee soothed and calmed at peace with the monster that lives in me. The lilting tune, the rustle of drums edge this old heart like that striped shirt in…

12 in the closet I want to walk thru like Narnia was on the other side like it went to a safer place, or was itself a refuge door closed, hangers roosting on the rod like plucked seared birds, floor softened with layers of grampa’s…

Heroes of the sixth sit, like slaves, in a cell six by six, while they play business as usual. Viscous lies, vicious against heroes of the sixth. Brave, unpaid soldiers for the free world. Snakes in suits remind themselves with heroes of the sixth that……

People dont usually like me, Even though they hardly know me, If only they would take the time, Then they can hate me for me.   Even though i keep to myself, People dont usually like me, But they should take time to see, The…

Boxes of memories on every shelf. Whole lives she’d packed away. She didn’t dare open them. She had moved on. But she couldn’t face the loss. Until one January in the cold light of the first full moon. She emptied the closet built a fire…

Young imaginations conjure creatures into closets.   Fire breathing dragons, warlocks, witches, magicians, unicorns and even the boogy man have done hard time in small closets across the world!   Yet, as we age and our closets become smaller as we become larger, our nightmares…

My closet is full of memories through out my life, and some of my dad’s. He didn’t want to believe his stuff had to be sold so I hold the last of it for him. At the assisted living, he doesn’t have a closet, just…

Mandala Each fiber is woven and intricate Each strand in tandem with the next Individuality that joins together A band of sisters, standing as one A simplistic beauty, measured by a dream A dream of art, the gift of life That measures the test of…

In or Out So many possibilities Behind the closet door A monster or an angel Can walk out that door Use your imagination To conjure up an image The closet holds the magic Of a thousand minds at work It’s up to you what comes…