painted hills and magenta skies
call to me
to see
all that I once believed
as lollipops arise in your eyes
a special place in my heart
they do reside
inside
the love that goes out with the tide
and mingles with the salt and stone
a guide unknown
to those that know, a place called home
Photo by jennyfriedrichs, Pixabay
guidance comes on the shoulders
of mountain tops
a reliance
on the love living inside my fingertips
short, and stout
they speak to me of dreams, unseen
a reality
forged from iron leaves
while the fragrance of love always makes me believe
in you, my love
Can you see me through the pain inside the loving breeze?
I can see you too.
it’s here, my love
where I will always wait for you
Photo by ArtTower, Pixabay
I am excited to announce that my poem, Hidden Inside, is now available at Spillwords Press. A big thank you to Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this piece, and for their continued support.
Hidden Inside
I crumble like stone
into a void with no home
falling
I try to understand the pain
and trauma coming up
within a body and mind, a disease
no one can find
hidden
inside the elements of being
swimming upcurrent…
I would be honored if you would go here, and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!
Photo by Prettysleepy, Pixabay
I am so pleased to announce that my poem, lavender lines, 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.
lavender lines
tumbleweeds thread the head of a pin
while the size of our love’s always been
reminiscent of the dreams laden in your hands
like the flavor of morning dew
know that I’ve always seen you…
I would be honored if you would go here, and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!
Photo by AnnaliseArt, Pixabay
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
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
