How far will
the reeds bend
in this summer wind? Continue reading “The Reeds Bent”
Worth Keeping
A heavy heart, leadened
by the weight of pain, hangs
like a folding star within
some misbegotten frame. Continue reading “Worth Keeping”
Fly Me to the Moon, Too
Fly Me to the Moon was written in 1954, by Bart Howard. Here I am causing him to regret it!
I love this song. Hope you enjoyed my rendition.
Behind the Wicket
Lost ‘twixt
clacking and clicks,
bound, affixed,
behind the wicket,
slither and hiss,
lurking, the wicked
shudder in their bliss. Continue reading “Behind the Wicket”
Mudra | Marks – Dudgrick Bevins
Please enjoy this powerful piece by my friend, Dudgrick. I am delighted to have contributed to this! It came out so well.
The Spring’s Wine
One touch is her blessing,
the infinite hope brought
by a butterfly-wing-caress
sings for the needs of love, Continue reading “The Spring’s Wine”
Undreaming
I carved out a place…
it’s carved in my mind,
an edifice, defaced,
to hide all the bad times. Continue reading “Undreaming”
Flower Stems Fall
How could a man
look more defeated?
Drenched, sorrowful,
drained, and depleted
of the vital things
that helped him be. Continue reading “Flower Stems Fall”
A Beacon in the Mind
You are a beacon
in my mind,
illumine, Continue reading “A Beacon in the Mind”
Best Spoken to the Night
I saw the wind
whipping hair
across your face
and your cheeks
went red, like roses. Continue reading “Best Spoken to the Night”
Lulled by Song and Heat
My sun-kissed dream is
hazy behind gauzy sheets
that undulate in the wind,
delicately. The sea-singer
learned her song, sing along
with the roar of the conch. Continue reading “Lulled by Song and Heat”
Devoid of Meaning
Endless expanse
of the echo. Sing
from the heart,
Hollow Being. Continue reading “Devoid of Meaning”