Remember our warmth — let it be the tower of strength as the world around us crumbles When a simple touch bruises and tender words injure, remember, remember When the dove loses its way and the hawk tips its wings through a black night, whisper the promises we made and remember Hush the fear that dwells in your heart and hear the call of hope, … Continue reading Two Hearts
Hope lives here in these remembered days beneath the sky, ever blue Borne of seconds of red poppies and silvery stars hope lives here Faith in that beyond our means beyond our grasp intertwined within changing minds Synchronicity, credence to the ephemeral the Earth as She was and could be Hope, hope lives here Such is my lullaby as I sing my way home now … Continue reading Dreaming of Home
I’ve lost my place caught out here on purgatory road I’m stuck in reverse in this tunnel with no end in this tunnel with no beginning The beginning before everything was dismantled and disguised Should have known when you called me by her name Black-inked tattoo with the last of our money My heart full of hunger My soul full of need I had given … Continue reading A Place to Belong
The poetry of hope can hide between the lines, waiting beneath words scribbled on a page Poised like a patient messenger, it watches as understanding unfolds with music that creates gentle melodies And if this marriage of chord and verse happens as fortune smiles, magic will stir the soul and memories will carve a place in the heart If you are very lucky, if you … Continue reading Poetry of Hope
Serenity found in balancing layers Memories of grace Moments of honesty Times when willows wept at night tracking tears of the misguided Times when winds danced with the rising sun trafficking unadulterated joy Honesty colors this retrospective in hues we seek to keep Peace paints the perfect picture photo: mine (My son and I in Sedona) prompts: Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie … Continue reading Tandem Masterpiece
Beware angels and demons who reminisce a life unstrung with each opportunity gone amiss A path followed with purpose will rise above their doubt Hidden in those moments before dawn, a battle we will mount We know after the rain comes sweet bliss On the mend, open to better, open to this their condemnation we dismiss Let them snicker, let them pout these … Continue reading Divergent Path
A taste of forbidden honey is never as sweet a chance to reach fruition is never quite complete when the task of arduous lovers becomes a simple swan song How can the goal of faith, hope, and love be wrong? A new adjuration falls ambiguous against her laconic replies Posturing in ill fitting costumes, the chasm widens as she denies Undeterred, he cantors … Continue reading Endless Love
I see you. Mired in madness, struggling to be free, you search for a way out. Embrace this journey as those butterflies in your stomach feel more like carnivorous crabs piercing the pit of your soul. Sometimes we must descend into darkness. Sometimes we must view reality through a skewed lens to gain perspective. I see you. We belong to the same kind, the … Continue reading Migration
shadows walk with me as I pace these floors awashed in a deluge of grief I forget to breathe sorrow, the only constant between then and now knowing this day would come brings no comfort even the rising sun can’t reach my woes in this space, Darkness wins and so I pace, trying to trace the trail back to yesterday … Continue reading Misery
On a journey from here to there I’m blissfully naïve, smitten with spaces in between Distance has no meaning in this inky dusk as I prowl the edges, searching Bereft of solutions each puzzle provides I hunker down in the dark with pen and paper Lucky to discover gritty crumbs that will eventually lead to the light, waiting It’s motivation borne when separation from … Continue reading Journey
Sultry days retreat into cool nights where stars explode on velvet ink skies. We slip down that old dirt road past the soaring birch dropping its golden leaves to collect dew covered one-eyed susans before frost claims their waning blooms. Like runaway children, we laugh as we traipse through the mud to reach the top of the hill that overlooks the sea below, pointing to … Continue reading Change of Season
