oblivion’s mist…, Published at MasticadoresUSA

I am so pleased to announce that my poem, oblivion’s mist…, is now available at MasticadoresUSA. A big thank you to, Gabriela Marie Milton, and the team at MasticadoresUSA for their continued support, and for publishing this piece.

oblivion’s mist…

words cut from stone, it is your love shown,
resplendent and full of life,
calling me, it does,
twice

once before time began to run, like the rivers…

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


Photo Photo by WikiImages, Pixabay


#poetry, #dark, #heart, #hope, #life, #light, #love, #masticadoresusa, #nature, #oblivion, #pain, #poem, #trauma

love is all there ever is…, Published at MasticadoresIndia

I am so pleased to announce that my poem, love is all there ever is…, is now available at MasticadoresIndia. Another big thank you to Terveen Gill, and the team at MasticadoresIndia for their continued support, and for publishing this piece.

love is all there ever is…

gathering up the reminiscence lost, I
travel the world, wide and far,
searching

and dreaming of the nature within…I…

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


Photo by 21539618, Pixabay


#poetry, #contemplation, #despair, #emotion, #feelings, #heart, #hope, #introspection, #life, #love, #masticadoresindia, #nature, #poem, #reflection, #reminiscence

a moonbeam…

desires encapsulate me like the moon,
as inside my being I swoon,
looking to the sky,
watching the

moon
go
by

as clouds filter through
the darkness,
the shadow of which
becomes the
hardest

to recognize

it is the mirrored
reflection I see, when
dancing with the trees

and
becoming
more than
one dreamed

until the last particle of
my being is seen…

and, love is blossomed in-between
the rivers full of life,
and me

a moonbeam…


Photo by stafichukanatoly, Pixabay


#poetry, #contemplation, #darkness, #desires, #dreams, #life, #light, #love, #moon, #nature, #poem, #reflection, #shadow

The flowers brome…

I sat next to a flower once, bold and dared, growing through the ground, making its way into the ether air.

It perplexed me, in mid sentence, I stared, as a whisper came forth from the flower’s brome, hard to grasp in its block and form.

As the words mingled within me, and I stared at the petals mildly, I realized the words had taken on a life of their own, resonating within my heart’s home.

What, you ask, did the flower say to me on that day?

“Grow boldly, love fiercely, and, when in doubt, sit next to me here, and watch, listen, and learn; then, my friend, you will realize what love is all about.”


Photo by jonathansautter, Pixabay


#poetry, #brome, #connection, #contemplation, #flowers, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #reflection, #resonance

the red brick wall…

the red brick wall

is covered in stories, holding the heat of 1000 nations,
imbibed with something
extraordinarily

stationed…as
we bear witness to a

façade that cracks,
and crumbles,
as each piece
of story
falls,

and
tumbles…

picked up by passersby, as they journey behind time,
washing themselves in the riddle of
human
kind

leaving their fingerprints upon the surface, adding
their stories to the
collectivity

it is
their
purpose

molding their hearts together, while adding one more
story

to love’s, ever-burning, furnace…


Photo by uvlik05, Pixabay


#poetry, #collective, #connection, #heart, #humanity, #life, #love, #poem, #purpose, #shared, #stories