Sepia-Tinted Memories
Wheels turning The many wonders I remember of you. * Scientists theorize that the ability to remember in color fades as we age – which essentially means that our memories begin to resemble… Continue reading
Wheels turning The many wonders I remember of you. * Scientists theorize that the ability to remember in color fades as we age – which essentially means that our memories begin to resemble… Continue reading
Day tugs off her dress Arches her back and stretches She melts into night
Beating of my heart in sync with your restless soul. We travel as one. A dragonfly symbolizes a soul messenger in Native American folklore.
Remember me as flowers Pushing their way out of the dark To find warmth in the sun’s embrace I recently lost someone very dear to me, and my pen has once again become… Continue reading
You’ve nothing to say In silence, you still taunt me Quiet mockery I stare back at you A frozen smile strains your face Love’s gone; there’s no trace Limb by limb, I rip… Continue reading
… 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
Cover me within the earth, place me deep. I won’t feel pain. I won’t bleed. *Mortalità inevitabile. Cover me. I’ll shed my skin. One life ends – another begins. Cover me. Don’t mourn.… Continue reading
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
She’s a sitting duck. He hears her heart’s pulsation. You can’t hide from me. Deft are his fingers as he aims the honed arrow. It soars steadily. Point meets its target. She gasps… Continue reading
I’m seeing you tonight. It isn’t my heart I worry about or its thump, thump, thump and its skips. Nor is it my mouth which talks far too much and longs to whisper… Continue reading