Rain melts the twilight sky as cresting waves pound the shoreline. Wind lift me up, let me swim in the Milky Way – its raspberry sweetness on my tongue, as dreams pass this dreamer by. I caress the stars above, kiss the moon with tender lips,…

Bringing in this one at the last minute… The illegible text tricks those who aren’t paying attention distracting them from the secret messages hidden in plain sight on the other side of the spread where truths burst forth from the page disguised as poetry Those…

“Evolution has no place in Christianity.” Oh how many times I’ve had that said to me! But here’s the thing, stick around, you’ll see– I’m living proof they coexist even inside a single being. Evolution doesn’t just mean dinosaurs, or 65 million billion years, or…

Come, dust my eyes. Sleep I cannot find. Swallow the bitter, powdery lumps of violent truth, as night descends. Fickle favor forsaking me. Rail against ironies, injustice, isolation, self-pity. Plead my case on golden streets in vain.           “Hear I am!…

I killed the noodles. Too much water. No flavor. I cannot adult…

For hour four, I applied the prompt to a poem I had already started a few minutes before. First, the finished poem: The dream is always the same Who told bigger lies? I know, it wasn’t a contest but I’m always looking for that edge…

Sun shower: (n) a light rain shower while the sun is shining. Learning how to dance in the rain. Seeing light on the horizon Through the mists. Magic. Pure magic from The hearts and powers of shapeshifters Moving between time On crystal winds. Eyes squinting…

There is no profound in a three-minute pop song unless it is playing when everything goes wrong Nothing makes memories quite like emotion the music is but illustration it’s just that the words hit you in the same place as your feelings The catalogue may…

Feel the rough textured Canvas. It feels empty. Just close your eyes and feel it. Without even glancing at the canvas, It feels white Like fresh, untouched snow or a pile or table salt. Feel the layers of Dried oils On the pallet. Its texture…

I’ve been like an obedient dog Waiting for attention Begging for affection throw me a little treat And I’ll rub your feet Come and go as you wish and when you come back You will find your favorite dish Loving you Endlessly Obediently There’s something…