Every day, I ask myself “Are there any questions?” way too many to mention but I will, with intention.   Do I look fat? Should I eat that? What should I wear? Does it make me look thinner?   Should I sleep early? Or stay…

“Possibly with a blank sheet of paper enclosed, by way of explanation.” Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters by J.D.Salinger. When did I lose control? When exactly, did my life Start careening mindlessly Among the debris of stars That have fallen to pieces Around me?…

Sometimes, I pretend to still be sleeping. Eyes unopened, Still wrapped around her.   I revel in the snores Even when they’re deafening. The warmth of my bare chest Pressed against her bare back. Her hair tangled in my septum piercing.   Not daring to…

We take our tails over the  trees Free the seas of blessings in we We are kids— we are pissed— Sometimes, we are kissed   Out of boredom drains our blood in rains Can’t kill the swash before the sea Rather would we kick the…

Subtle breeze whispers, sunshine promise underneath, rainbow peeking through.   Wind, faint hint of grass, soft tinge of impending drops to wash the air clean.   (I see you, fellow sinus and allergy sufferers! 🙂)

Past where the moon pins the sky clamber aboard a running tram let us go then, you and I past the bleating of the lamb clamber aboard a running tram you keep the lighter in your pocket past the bleating of the lamb your cigarette…

* Sensual poem warning 18 or older* Fierce thrills, I close my eyes Feeling the rush consume me Sight returns fluttering lids To an empty bed Where I wait for you To come for me. Heart outstretched like open arms A fantasy of breath Skin…

Reflections are never quite right, Some make things better Some are too bright. Reflections are never quite right. Some show too little Some absorb too much light But Reflections can never be right. already they’re  backwards Already they’re twisted. Reflections are never quite right. Some…

I was hit in the eye by a humming bird’s wing It gave me the power to see unseen things The floating of fae The angels on their way Even the demons at play (Though that one brings dismay) I saw the pain in your…

The View  -Poem 2   The joy of unseen things Wonders of nature brings Sunset in the morning seems Walking on the deck feels   The joy of the morning walk Brings joy to the day folks The sky a pattern of heart felt The…