petals and pearls

I take trips back and forth up the mountain
while relegating

the misery I feel, like a pin drop

of blood
after the storm stops

I watch

the sunrise
over my heart of flowers
atop

our bed of petals and pearls

made from
loves most tranquil and delicate fibers
surreal

stitched
in the early morning, and
weaved with the fabric of our present glory

these two hearts, believe

in all they see

especially when pain arises
with the most pressing need


Photo by InsaneArtist, Pixabay


#poetry, #connection, #contemplation, #faith, #healing, #heart, #hope, #human, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #pain, #pleasure, #poem, #resilience

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 lifeโ€™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
itโ€™s farther than Iโ€™ve ever been before

a thousand miles away from you
I transfix my eyes

on all the galaxies next door
while knowingโ€ฆ

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 earthโ€™s crust, learning
Iโ€™m just enough

of the magic living inside the moonโ€™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 Iโ€™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, Moonโ€™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.

Moonโ€™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 youโ€™ll love me until the last act of the artโ€ฆ

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

weโ€™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

marigolds rising

life breathes through my pores
like the rain in an afternoon of prose

written just before bedtime
while the love within me shines

through my heart and onto the page

with a vibrancy that is beyond
the stage

set from the past, while relations come to pass

I learn
to lean into the marigolds rising

like the masses

while learning more about my past transgressions
and the love that lives inside the ashes


Photo by ArtTower, Pixabay


#poetry, #ashes, #healing, #hope, #life, #love, #marigold, #nature, #pain, #past, #poem, #present, #rising

purple tears

purple colors fill the sky
a mixture of violet and lavender

like tears that have dried

they crumble through my pores
leaking a love thatโ€™s lived through more

than this man can define
the last time I faced these truths
I cried and cried

yet
knowing this truth today
my fear subsides

and sits in my heart
where love always resides


Photo by Prawny, Pixabay


#contemplation, #fear, #healing, #hope, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #pain, #poem, #trauma

Realization Dawns, Published at Spillwords Press

I am excited to announce that my poem, Realization Dawns, is now available at Spillwords Press. A big thank you to Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this poem, and for their continued support.

Realization Dawns

Breaking waves,
remind me of
breaking hearts,
in time
with the juxtaposition
of lifeโ€™s myriad, and
frantically feltโ€ฆ

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


PPhoto by Keith Misner on Unsplash


#poetry, #beatuy, #contemplation, #gratitude, #hope, #introspection, #life, #nature, #pain, #poem, #presence, #realization, #reflection, #spillwords

the magic in you

the tree climbs through my veins
a richness profane

like a sacred text masquerade

speaking to me of burnt amber
and a subtle and textured decanter

filled with life brimming within its core

Have you ever felt this kind of love before?

itโ€™s just around the corner from here
in a field made from love gifted true

and as I kept watch, you grew

while the feelings ran through
like the magic already living inside of you


Photo by David_Do, Pixabay


#poetry, #connection, #dreams, #emotions, #feelings, #hope, #life, #love, #magic, #nature, #poem, #profane, #sacred