I carved out a place…
it’s carved in my mind,
an edifice, defaced,
to hide all the bad times. Continue reading “Undreaming”
I carved out a place…
it’s carved in my mind,
an edifice, defaced,
to hide all the bad times. Continue reading “Undreaming” →
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” →
You are a beacon
in my mind,
illumine, Continue reading “A Beacon in the Mind” →
I saw the wind
whipping hair
across your face
and your cheeks
went red, like roses. Continue reading “Best Spoken to the Night” →
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” →
Endless expanse
of the echo. Sing
from the heart,
Hollow Being. Continue reading “Devoid of Meaning” →
Unmoored, drifting,
anchors aweigh,
much like lifting
my wrinkled feet
from the silty floor,
where the world
begged me, Continue reading “Not Gold, But Pearls” →
I did not fall asleep
in the poppies
with my brothers,
nor with my sisters. Continue reading “In the Poppies” →
Pressed against
a granite bosom,
kissed, askance,
by Mother, moving. Continue reading “Kissed, Askance” →
The tide washes
against my knees. Continue reading “The Tide Washes” →
I’m bone dry, inhibited,
desolate and derivative,
but revisiting is prohibited
by the Poets’ Parliament,
in triplicate. Continue reading “Reborn” →
How much does
a heart weigh? Continue reading “Leaden Heart” →