Crimes of the Heart
… Here in the dark I sit. Polishing my sins with a rag and spit. No matter how hard I rub, the patina never succumbs. Encrusted with smudge, it’s difficult to shine. Woe… Continue reading
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7 Haiku Poems: Ghouls From Pluto
🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 🛸 👽 Ghouls from dark Pluto Here to rob me of my treats Little bastard thieves I‘d knocked for hours My knuckles bleeding and cracked No one steals my stash I clutch my candies… Continue reading
Haiku Poems Inspired by Master Bloggers
Over the course of three years of blogging, I’ve been inspired by the phenomenal art and photographs of many talented fellow bloggers. Featured are seven of them! I hope to write more poetry inspired… Continue reading
Sanctuary
My masts are engulfed in flames that do not burn. Scavenging pirates scatter, empty-handed, with no booty they yearn. St. Elmo, be with me, a refugee from a hostile land – a sailor… Continue reading
Cicada’s Song
Ah, to be a cicada and discard what I’d once been- dispersing in the wind. Particles of me, so tiny, no one would see. I’d scatter in the breeze. In your hair, I’d… Continue reading
Three Haiku Poems – Transparency
Weeping are for panes. They say windows of the soul are like irises. Look into my eyes. Reflection of you mirrored onto all I see. The rain on windows now dried as your… Continue reading
Parched
Illustration by Rose Perez Desert in my heart – parched and barren without you. Let me drink of love.
Fluttering
Illustration by Rose Perez Treacherous is the heart that tells tales. No matter how much you hush it, it always gives you away. Boorishly fluttering in your rib cage each time… Continue reading
Fifty Words Story – The Flashlight
Illustration by Rose Perez The lights flickered. She frantically searched for the flashlight but to no avail. Wait! There it was; rolling into the closet… but how? Darkness invaded the room. Mortified,… Continue reading
Mary Shelley: Love & Rage
“There is love in me the likes of which you’ve never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape. If I am not satisfied in the one, I… Continue reading
