I see you clearly as now Your jacket frayed at the elbow As you drove with one arm hanging loose Swerving too late to miss the elk That wandered on the road. You found it funny, the tremor That rocked the car,  just a moose,…

In front of the fireplace with a book A warm blanket maybe a mug of tea Exhaustion overtakes quickly First behind the eyes Unfocusing from the words on the page The mind wandering, making stops to daydream Next it’s dinner time, the smell of food…

From the waters I evolve And he drops The jaws In the sunshine I dissolve Yes I am free Of flaws In the skies I fly Up Above I’ve also got claws! A mystery No one can solve I’ve grown against Nature’s laws

Skies of glitter majesty Lakes of crystal light The wind is music on my skin And everywhere’s a sight There’s magick in the very air A world lit up in rainbow hues And in a field of fairy dust The unicorns are dancing, too It’s…

We built the treehouse up in the old hickory tree we would sleep up there to escape the heat from the little cottage  our grandfather built back when he was young and strong and not hunched over with age. At night, we would watch the…

In a dreamy land Deep in the woods Small, Dark cottage Strange and funky Was the abode of a spirited, crazy old dame As weird as she was, Gobbled up crispy hot porridge, Each day dressed up like no other And Danced her way to…

Breakfast of porridge with a side of strawberries and heavy cream, cloyingly sweet Resting on the porch beneath the canopy Shaded from the northern sun Hummingbirds zoom from feeder to feeder buzzing with each new taste of nectar Knock knock knock The woodpecker, somewhere along…

Firefly Bottle Mask Porridge Zoom Lethargy Treeline Heat Strange Cottage   The zeal to write is dead. I think lethargy pulled the trigger, Or took flight on the wings of a firefly. Or maybe, the intense heat of emotions Finally turned my writings into a…

The cottage hid behind the treeline. A firefly circled my bottle of Stella.   It was good to breathe without the mask. It was good to escape the heat and strange faces of the desert city.   The lethargy of summer in my knees, The…

We might die and leave the earth But memories will stay with worth We might die and leave them here But our good deeds won’t disaappear Like good old phoenix we will come back When time is right we will fly back For sure its…