Butterflies in the Night

I sit on the front porch
considering
the moon, and the train
coming
down the tracks

I can feel it, the anxiety
the streets, and this sensation
not

missing a beat

Kinda like when you see a star
in the sky

you relate to it

it’s a mirror image of you, and you know why

Like is like this at times
full of whispers of insight

We simply need to remain open
to

the butterflies in the night


Photo by ArtTower, Pixabay


Submissions are open for the Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow: 30 Poems in 30 Days Collaboration, and will remain open until September 23. The submission details are located here.

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moon arises

the moon arises, like my heart
beating with the tide

I rely
on the mist in my eyes

relating
the misery of humankind
and

the stories we disrupt in the night


Photo by raheel9630, Pixabay


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painted brush strokes

love lives in the shadows, and
the whispers of the wind, as

along a lost trail, I go
with pain the size of stones

in my heart, I
compose

possibilities, while people in places far away
eliminate the rights to choose and be free

Do you ever wonder about peace and tranquility?

I do too.

at the same time
I consider the anger in the breeze, and

the angst pervading this body, as
visceral sensations awaken the truth

within the painted brush strokes
of a love as deep as the sea

and this terrible sadness dwelling inside of me


Photo by Prawny, Pixabay


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sky blue

I see love in you, and the sky blue

wishing upon a falling star
true

I wonder

about nature
and the love living inside my mind

though, this time
I relegate love to another line

of hope, as it lingers in the air
like mist carrying the sun
within its moist, and ever so toiled

breath, I dare

to challenge the moon, breaking apart
my heart

none

can prepare me for the agony
of life’s darkness
to me, each morning renewed

with starkness, so

I run, and run, and run, and, then

Stop.

and, wait at the end of the sun
where arises something new

as I reach out my hand toward you


Photo by cargirl2b, Pixabay


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The Moon’s Lullaby, Published at MasticadoresUSA

I am so pleased to announce that my poem, The Moon’s Lullaby, is now available at MasticadoresUSA. Thank you to Gabriela Marie Milton, and the team at MasticadoresUSA for their continued support, and for publishing this piece.

The Moon’s Lullaby

moon night, I shine,
bottomless love is divine…

I had a conversation with the moon once. It was long ago, during a mist-covered evening, I was feeling quite lonely, and out of the ordinary. That evening the moon shined brighter than I’d ever seen.

It did almost feel like…

I would be honored if you would go here, and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!


Photo by Prettysleepy, Pixabay


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