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


#poetry, #agony, #dark, #emotion, #feelings, #healing, #heart, #hope, #life, #light, #love, #mind, #nature, #poem, #resilience

Night Tide, Published at MasticadoresIndia

I am so pleased to announce that my poem, Night Tide, is now available at MasticadoresIndia. Thank you to Terveen Gill, and the team at MasticadoresIndia for their continued support, and for publishing this piece.

Night Tide

I alight on a star
it’s farther than I’ve ever been before

a thousand miles away from you
I transfix my eyes

on all the galaxies next door
while knowing…

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


Photo by Pezibear, Pixabay


#poetry, #dreams, #heart, #hope, #humanity, #life, #love, #masticadoresindia, #nature, #pain, #poem, #publication

the moon’s cusp

grass seed reminds me of
the inevitability

of time

skipping through fields, dusty
and wheat filled

as I grow through the earth’s crust, learning
I’m just enough

of the magic living inside the moon’s cusp

relating to me, another aspect
of the you

I see

it comes to me
while I lean into the garden of being

and transcend the pain I’ve been feeling


Photo by Prettysleepy, Pixabay


#poetry, #aspects, #connection, #earth, #healing, #heart, #hope, #introspection, #life, #love, #mind, #moon, #nature, #pain, #poem, #transcendence

Moon’s Dust, Published at MasticadoresIndia

I am so pleased to announce that my poem, Moon’s Dust, is now available at MasticadoresIndia. Thank you to Terveen Gill, and the team at MasticadoresIndia for their continued support, and for publishing this piece.

Moon’s Dust

drips drop from the top of a
stopwatch

as the minutes until we meet cascade
over my heart

watching the fear depart

say you’ll love me until the last act of the art…

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


Photo by Prettysleepy, Pixabay


#poetry, #collective, #consciousness, #fear, #healing, #hope, #life, #love, #moon, #nature, #pain, #poem, #time

butterfly sensations

stones fall from my eyes
holding my breath, I try

to understand the fields of sorrow
before me

while the image of you lingers in the streams
of tumbleweed

we’ve deemed, a point in the past that seems
like a memory, in between

the one, two, and three tests that come on fast

while I continue to hold my last breath

fear begins to arise
a swelling and butterfly sensation in times of trepidation cries

as I finally exhale a sigh
and the love within me begins to fly


In response to the WDYS #130 prompt, from Keep it Alive by Sadje



First photo by 3569616, Pixabay

Second photo by Matt Barringer, Unsplash


#poetry, #anxiety, #breathe, #emotions, #exhale, #fear, #feelings, #healing, #hope, #life, #love, #nature, #pain, #poem, #wdys130