Hidden Hope

The rhythm of sunrise, the rhythm of sunset, filled her life Like a thoroughbred galloping along crashing waves her course left footprints heavy with intention She hijacked a trail of rooted memories and hitched a ride on wayward winds She caressed the hem of havoc’s reach and brewed a tea of hemlock and corn husks just to prove she could The rhythm, the rise and … Continue reading Hidden Hope

On Loss, Again

Sometimes below the tears that fall gently like the summer rain resolve falters and that brave front weighs too heavy Somehow among the rack and ruin you find the courage to fall into the unknown and release the desperation Grief is like that States of emergency muddled with stress and too many decisions disappear or at least rearrange and those hands that you’ve clenched and … Continue reading On Loss, Again

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

Masquerade

Lost in this masquerade as snarling beasts howl at dawn Truth sings a sharp serenade   Small and scarred, I stand apart — afraid wishing I didn’t see what I saw as battle lines were drawn lost in this masquerade   Social graces serve to further this charade conventions dictated by a crooked echelon still, truth signs a sharp serenade   Humility fails those falsely … Continue reading Masquerade

Recycled Power

Once the Harlequin, she danced pulled by strings she did not control   She tried to dampen rage, not her own She attempted to silence growls of the beast   A false smile belied inescapable tears She was a leaf flailing in the wind   Broken   But sometimes those damaged bits meld together to create something stronger   Sometimes something abysmal becomes a thing … Continue reading Recycled Power

Brilliant Light

No more living in shadow’s fury   Memory pulverized by delicate hands reaching to hold times gone by   Once brilliant blooms fade as satin rosehips crackle and burn over the sun’s relentless touch   No more justifying a masquerade   A fusillade launched by enemies feigning innocence fastens bloodlines to destiny gone wrong   With ice in her heart, she responds giddy in new … Continue reading Brilliant Light

Silence of Truth

  I believe you I understand the power of silence Silence sometimes bathed in hostility Silence sometimes viewed from the inside looking out Out of need driven by organized chaos Out of necessity dictated by denial Denial blossoms in a closet of secrets Denial weaves webs of misdirected power Power destroyed by me Power destroyed by you You join the chorus as I sing your … Continue reading Silence of Truth

Love of One

None as complicated as the game of love Love as a puzzle Love as a gift Gift immortalized in music Gift celebrated in poetry Poetry both savory and sweet Poetry legendary and true True emotions lost in constellations True boundaries defined by irregular borders Borders on the mad Borders on the effervescent Effervescent ingénue is radiant Effervescent martinis shared on a romantic night Night spies … Continue reading Love of One

War

  Safety and fear intertwine Corruption abided by rules and regulation All the while, the swain tramps across the fen to swear allegiance under the gibbous moon   The waif, brunette hair matted by neglect, slinks into the corner of a garage filled with weapons she can not name Her lilliputian life, the perfect cover to grasp all that had once been taboo   Once … Continue reading War

Little Ballerina

  Imagination stands in the road, conducting music, ubiquitous as a little girl dreams She is a prima ballerina dancing in the clouds Rain, no match as she clutches her skirt in her hands Her steps measured, softened by the mist Arabesque, En Avant, Chassé   Her arms hold a dozen invisible roses as she moves… chassé, chassé Skies simmer as she raises her sapling … Continue reading Little Ballerina

Accused

  Demise beneath broken skies a cacophony of strident voices sentenced her to die by morning She’d be drowned in a well of shadows as the death bell tolled under a crimson moon such a hollow ring, a hollow ring Trust and love, a subterfuge Clandestine meetings in that old church passionate embraces beneath favissa and pooling wax Her lover unlaced her corset with gentle … Continue reading Accused

Healing Hands

In the end, hands told the story a common denominator among the dying   Some clenched in anger or pain or both grasping sweat-soaked sheets on a rented hospital bed that had taken over the room where family meals used to be shared white gladiolas, long neglected, wilt in an empty vase   Some folded to accompany fervent prayers offered by a minister speaking in … Continue reading Healing Hands

La Gaudiere

Maybe it was the summer heat a perceptible shift from the mundane maybe it was the summer heat   first attempts washed away the stain a tentative push toward rebellion a perceptible shift from the mundane   tired of leaning backwards, of the Machiavellian a nudge to stiffen the spine and vent a tentative push toward rebellion   partial became whole with each voice of … Continue reading La Gaudiere

Paradox

I dreamt of my past last night… the ultimate paradox that place where my dreams lived when all the edges were smooth and promises opened to possibilities that blossomed in the night where even the tension that beckoned each morning serves now as my muse and the drama it owned told stories that would fill any playhouse with audiences who urged the ingénue to bite … Continue reading Paradox

Intertwined

With parallel experiences, our lives are intertwined though you tend to get lost in spice and smoke, preferring to walk blind Your strong desire to please, a dangerous mission leads you astray These roads you follow, silent footsteps on a fool’s array Wander as you must, choices and consequences become solidly combined   Your blood running in mine, spirits before us whisper and remind our background, this … Continue reading Intertwined

Moments

a moment to collect these fragments of time by chance, a moment to turn it inside out if only for a moment   scaffolds of despair layered under a rain-kissed sky imaginary temples to honor seclusion beneath a nectarine sun as the wolf, beaten, howls at the door for a moment   a woman, more than blood and bone, seeks truth aspirations drawn out on … Continue reading Moments

Conversations

Creeping vines of self-righteousness seek to find hold Whitewashed versions of truth, nothing but a blindfold Quarrels of man hurt before reaching the heart of the matter Pain, a necessary evil if dialogue is meant to be more than mindless chatter Visible scars cast a sheen on egos that scramble for fool’s gold If by chance, one is willing to pay the price to be … Continue reading Conversations