honey trimmed

I learned to drink you in
when young, and bold

to me, you always told

the distinction between
the stream residing, inside

and the one that trickles

within
the mist and dew-ladened
petals

trimmed

with honey, and the scent of jasmine
herein

it runs back and forth
filling my life with equal parts
your love

and
the love that dwells within my hope-filled heart


I am thrilled to announce that on Monday, August 1 at 6 am PT the title and cover of my debut poetry book will be revealed! A big thank you to Ingrid Wilson, of Experiments in Fiction, and to all of you for supporting me each day, every day. My love and blessings to you all.


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scent of jasmine

You.

It’s always been, given to me once
at the precipice of a love

filled with tales
grim
and others’ riding the backs of whales

I listen for you in the nightshade
of a heart asundered

by the mere mention of your name in pale
and indigo fibers

filled with stitched together riders

their hearts, gold through and through
just like the love I feel for you

A moment.

I pause to breathe
and exhale the scent of jasmine

realizing you’ve come to me in time

with the music I hear, for two, everytime to my heart
nearer, are

You.


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open sea

sitting in the open sea
watching the tide rescue the myriad

relations of me

my heart transcends the fibrous moon
as crawling beneath the flowers

I bloom

looking toward another aspect of truth
the fragrance of turmoil and pain still strewn

while glistening in the rain
are you


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cherry blossoms

grapes grow in the sky
while I rely upon the love living

inside
the blossoming cherry trees

they always seem so deliciously vibrant
and in touch with you and me

a love that’s lasted centuries
fills me with a smile, a glee

handed to me, you see?

a sunny afternoon, sitting among the flower beds

I digress, and dress in roses,
my best

laid suit
by the sun’s eyes, disguised

as I learn of the stars in your heart

while a love to me, at last
they impart


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