Daffodil Queen

All or nothing on a bright afternoon Crowns of daffodils, each fanning out in glorious green and heavy with ivory yellow blossoms Juxtaposed against hedges kept just so, those bushes that long to be free while locked in a manicured cage, the daffodils dance Nestled neatly by the ordinary house which, while offered as perfection, are proof of a querulous life — somehow restless in … Continue reading Daffodil Queen

Twin Battle Scars

Love as armor and shield Nothing borrowed, nothing owed Calling to you, a wonder revealed Come, let’s slip down that secret road We’ll make magic on each battlefield This is the gift fate has bestowed Calling to you, a wonder revealed Come, let’s slip down that secret road Beauty lives in words slowly revealed It’s up to us to learn and decode We’ll make magic … Continue reading Twin Battle Scars

Erudite as Weakness

    They wield poison pens fancying themselves erudite erudite thirsty for power erudite scattering ignorance ignorance spread in minatory threads ignorance draped in a need for justice justice meted out by frigid hearts justice in desperate need of stark reflection reflection distorted in a puddle of shadows reflection disguising all that lies underneath underneath that need for revenge underneath that call for action action … Continue reading Erudite as Weakness

Life Lessons

Confidence ebbs and flows in waves fueled by desire, by design, by détente   Backed up against the wall I reach for it, squeezing as it slips from my grasp by configuration, by conception by necessity   Emotions churn turning situations into lessons wrought with frustration and contemplation and intention and deliberation   My plan was designed in a way I somehow knew never could … Continue reading Life Lessons

Going Home

Sometimes I slip back to that place where troubles can’t intrude My mother’s garden, filled with flowers and lace In need of respite from life’s fast pace I wander and let waves wash over this unsettled mood Sometimes I slip back to that place In search of comfort, it’s childhood footsteps I trace to release these problems I’ve accrued My mother’s garden, filled with flowers … Continue reading Going Home

Strength in Innocence

When Innocence takes delicate matters by the hand intent on silencing screams between warring factions Time is forced to face Introspection on her witness stand Social contracts shredded by meaningless transactions Intent on silencing screams between warring factions she somehow understands all views cast in black and white… those social contracts shredded by meaningless transactions serve no purpose other than to destroy and incite This … Continue reading Strength in Innocence

Man of Few Words

At first glance, there was something unsettling about this man with steel grey eyes that pierced even the darkest shadows A man of few words, he set to work carefully displaying bouquets of flowers on his cart by the riverside the brilliant colors, a sharp contrast to his somber countenance His gnarled fingers, covered in fingerless gloves that had long since lost their form gently … Continue reading Man of Few Words

Not Today

I’ve just returned from the Austin International Poetry Festival. In an effort to catch up on various poetry prompts in honor of National Poetry Month, I’m reposting this poem. It is one I read in Austin. This prompt comes from Writer’s Digest, prompt for Day 2. No I won’t set my sight on tomorrow I won’t wonder if the path not taken would have led to greener pastures No, not … Continue reading Not Today