Sneaking out with my friends To meet a middle-aged man With intent on stealing my virtue Talking of red wings, things I Knew absolutely nothing of Other than it was vile Friends with plans to steal away with me Telling me I shouldn’t wait And…

If I am with you I’m completely yours Every breath Every heartbeat And every heartbreak Until my last breath. I am the forever girl The once-in-a-lifetime girl The one who would dedicate herself To support you Lift you up Be your shoulder Have your back…

The first and the last The beginning and the end The Old and New Testaments harnessed Fundamentally, alone— to intend   The Word divided into Twain Two books separated Joined in marriage— they do contain An androgynous word extracted   Sealed within its own spirit…

A splash on the canvas of yellow and green A leaf or a flower or some evergreen A sign of the springtime or maybe of Fall Or maybe not any of the seasons at all From the side, could it be a goldfish in a…

I am the river you are the earth steely grey waters bubbling over rocks collecting in the crevices speeding with the current taking me along. I hold tight to your sides as you guide me with gentle hands palm pressed against the small of my…

I keep to myself, shut out the world, revealing my true nature in verse. Neither sense nor rationality can explain my gut feeling, my curse. For me, my emotions ride deep within the growth of the shepherd’s purse. Judge me not for I require stability…

On a summer evening, I gathered a raincoat and jars in which to catch frogs Steam from my breath, out in the humid air, helped me to uncover a great mystery As I breathed, I noticed moisture accumulating on a foreign object in the dirt…

The Ego appeared and spoke to me Saying, “I” now wish to be heard In a time that is of now—presently In a time that’s yet conquered   The Ego’s debut Appearing at hour nine For as the ninth letter is said to construe The…

Balloons-Love is in the air -Poem Eight   Struck love for each other Besotted to be together   A woman struck by the love of another A woman who took her life for her lover   A man from Verona in love with a woman…

Two worlds divided Of both seen and unseen A medium once confided: “It’s by mediation that they convene”   A mirrored reflection Inverted when seen But its origin— we loosen When the future was foreseen   For as the present time may serve As a…