Tortuous, these cravings that burn Tantalizing beats keeping time Trembling voices softly beckon Catch your breath, pause, pause and reckon Embrace and release every rhyme Let each minute toss and turn Will you ever learn, will you learn Crystal balls and these magic chimes won’t stop this moment, this second Trembling voices, how they beckon Tantalizing as they keep time Tortuous cravings crash and burn … Continue reading Disarray
And ashes to ashes as we go burning it to the ground in this, a parallel world where our wishes drape the sky, twinkling for but a moment before they fall crashing to the earth below Is it madness to believe? We laughed as we climbed the clouds, hanging intentions with care and believing each would light the way in every moment of darkness Sustenance … Continue reading Belief and Madness
Autumn whispers as I hang the moon just so to mark the edge of summer and promised dreams and waxing dreams and those promised dreams Borrowed from nothing built on everything being in the sky, somehow being of the sky intentions wait Autumn whispers, it beckons as I release old seasons and soar Image by Jonny Lindner from Pixabay prompts: Go Dog Go Tuesday Writing … Continue reading Change of Seasons
If we were having coffee today, August 18th, I’d invite you to come sit with me on the back porch. There’s a fresh breeze blowing and a plate of warm cookies next to tall glasses of iced coffee waiting on the table. I’d ask you to join me in wishing my youngest sister, Maureen, a happy birthday and tell you about the day we spent … Continue reading If We Were Having Coffee, August 18th
There’s humility in the rain that visits in the whispering shallows Here where the world is quiet and still, I listen I draw comfort from the steady drone that sounds like a heartbeat, here where drops of water weigh heavy on fragile petals They glisten like diamonds, like kaleidoscopes swirling And those tender blossoms? They accept the weight without effort, knowing it helps them to … Continue reading Rainy Days
A dragonfly soared on duality’s wings and landed on the branch of contemplation, not understanding the impossibility of flight Water shimmered as it found its course and beat the stone beneath until its scars were polished to perfection I whispered a short oath that day as I stood still in the woods, bells chiming in the distance, to appreciate the difference between intention and accomplishment … Continue reading Dragonflies and Promises
I am strong I am fragile I wonder how the story ends I wonder how it starts I hear breathless whispers as the clock runs out I hear breathless whispers as life begins I see each mistake I’ve made painted across the sky in angry red letters I see each accomplishment adorning this simple bouquet of fragrant flowers I want to believe I want to … Continue reading I Am
And on my knees I accept these small wonders, to refute my starving madness with a heart that wonders I skate on the surface of serenity here in the elegance of morning where even my muse with her detailed star charts wonders the summer breeze blows and beckons in heartbeat moments and though I am alone and apart, my soul wonders strength and renewal flow … Continue reading Complete Wonders
My soul craves solitude — a walk in the desert to collect my blurred thoughts and so I’ll go on a journey across miles and miles and wide-open skies and as I embrace the blazing sun and cool, crisp nights, all will be right again photo: mine prompt: #aprpad – day 10, #napowrimo – day 10, Go Dog Go Cafe Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge Continue reading Desert Dreams
it bares its teeth and I remember I feel its weight in my bones I spew its language brown and muddy I am lost it settles in my skin and I shudder I miss sunlight I miss fresh air it digs deeper and I weep lost a familiar presence this beast my constant companion drawing fine lines that slowly crack along an old path These … Continue reading Blue
I am there with you as the weary waitress pours lukewarm coffee into a cracked teal cup I hear you muse aloud, wondering how bones disintegrate over time and what you could do to hasten that process and as the night grows cold and the sky darkens I am there with you The seedy jazz club there on the corner, a perfect cover for the … Continue reading Characters
If we were having coffee today, February 3rd, I’d invite you in and share some of these delicious gingersnap cookies. They’ll go perfectly with our cappuccinos. Don’t mind Rocco. He’s been extra cuddly lately, along with Little Kitty. Must be the cold. I’d ask how you’ve been faring during this polar vortex. It’s been brutal! I’d show you the pictures I took of the water … Continue reading If We Were Having Coffee, February 3rd
Today’s poem is a preview of Remy’s Revenge which is the sequel to my book, Tales from Blarnach. And so they emerge from clay ice crystals gleaming in the sun as daggers ready to pierce the day shallow souls follow they follow Wicked ones bend ‘round the mist wafting through vents in cracked walls waiting for evil lurking in their midst shallow souls lost and hollow lost … Continue reading Remy’s Revenge
Minutes tick away as my shadow soul sails under the new moon glazed with a hint of joy I write your name in neon white and frame it with jewels collected from the morning rain I snap open this pandora’s box What will be will be but this moment depends on you A prelude to every song we will sing together photo: Pixabay prompts: Go … Continue reading Prelude
With pen and I paper, I aspire to paint portraits with words that find color in a black and white world I value each hue that brings new perspective to thoughts we may share and understanding to ideas not yet considered While wandering in a place of my own creation, I invite each reader to come along and teach me, to show me … Continue reading Mission Statement
Here in the quiet places where sleep brings respite and peace I am lost in your arms Healing found in your embraces calms a troubled mind as worries cease Here in the quiet places Must be spells and magic charms this power to soften and strengthen in a space where sleep brings respite and peace And when morning comes, when my eyes meet yours I … Continue reading Quiet Places
It begins in the usual places borne of winds skirting between totems and pillars and prayer that breath of belonging once lost and twice found rising from stars collapsing in the night sky that urge to move forward counting steps taken even after the fall when gravitas redefines purpose and a new way is revealed she finds a way This is courage … Continue reading Courage
Composure, that veil I wear to overcompensate these fears migrating between heart and soul pausing just long enough to linger beneath these words I write and write again as I battle feelings creeping, taunting, challenging endlessly as the final product seems never enough, never quite right ⸺ crisp is the page as I draw a deep breath and begin yet again photo: Pixabay prompt: Go … Continue reading Complacency
I was playing for pride that evening, a bottled night waiting to explode It was moon-kissed, silver-edged and self aware Ignorant of the challenge ahead, I borrowed audacity to probe and confound inciting at times that white hot anger that knew no secrets, no control Imagine if you will the scene that played out as fate took a terrible turn Immersed in the marriage of … Continue reading Born Again
Some people long for blooming darkness velvet blackness where the lonely seek cover with the eyes of a discarded doll even as spirits commune to hear each teardrop as it falls Some people long for endless accolades syrupy sweetness encased in lyrics that lie to invent personas which claim there is more than meets the eye even as spirits commune to compose writings that speak … Continue reading Long Ride Home
