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.


Photo by ArtTower, Pixabay


#poetry, #cover-reveal, #debut-poetry-book, #determination, #flowers, #heart, #hope, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #resilience

stone colored glass, Published at MasticadoresUSA

I am pleased to announce that my poem, stone colored glass, 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.

stone colored glass

I often think about the past
itโ€™s like looking through stone colored glass

hazy, and filled with trauma, a cold place
inside my chest

lingering among flowers, thought and feeling

reconcile meโ€ฆ

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


Photo by sjainart, Pixabay


#poetry, #believe, #hope, #life, #love, #masticadoresusa, #nature, #pain, #past, #poem, #present, #publication, #reminiscence, #trauma, #trust

touch and taste, Published at MasticadoresIndia

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

touch and taste

every little touch, and taste
takes me

to another place

desire afire, living inside the tranquility of the seasโ€ฆ

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


Photo by Agnali, Pixabay


#poetry, #desire, #hope, #life, #love, #masticadoresindia, #nature, #poem, #publication, #truth

petaled fragrances

my heart spills the seeds
of a thousand past lives

dwelling within the trauma
sitting

alongside

the love I feel for you, wishing

upon the night sky
we make do

with candles ensconced in petaled
fragrances

of pain, a dew

sitting upon the land and sea
it seems

extreme, yet
inside

I know

Iโ€™ll always continue to believe


Photo by suju-foto, Pixabay


#belief, #connection, #faith, #healing, #heart, #hope, #life, #love, #nature, #pain, #poem, #trauma

wind chimes

a desolate street feeds
my dreams

with pain and hope both
donโ€™t you know

itโ€™s part of the mystery hidden
inside the love we show

to the sky, and to the people walking by
as we learn more about the lights glimmering in the night

they whisper of shadows long and tall
relational aspects of

our drawn out
souls

ready to depart this plane for another
on the winds of time

and the gentleness of the breeze
my grandmotherโ€™s wind chimes, speak to me

of tarnished tears shed over years and years

and of everything you and I hold dear


Iโ€™m excited to let you all know that my debut book manuscript is complete! I would like to thank Ingrid Wilson, from Experiments in Fiction, for many fabulous insights, and wonderful editing work. We are now on to book creation and cover design. Exciting!


Photo by Counselling, Pixabay


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voided wind, Published at MasticadoresUSA

I am so pleased to announce that my poem, voided wind, 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.

voided wind

I stand at the precipice of the lost
where pieces of my skin

rotate back, and forth

within the voided wind
as my soul resonates

with the words that comeโ€ฆ

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


Photo by Layers, Pixabay


#poetry, #disruption, #healing, #heart, #life, #love, #masticadoresusa, #mind, #nature, #pain, #paradigm, #poem, #publication, #reality, #sel-awareness, #voided-wind

dandelion seed

I sit inside a pool of salt
and sin

looking

into the eyes of dried, and thin
crumbly skin

tired, and looking to the wind

I reminisce.

even when Iโ€™d rather not know
the pain, to me

always shows

the effects
of this universal context, deplorable

in times when pain is greatest, and light
like a dandelion seed

when time stops forward progression, looking
for lessons

I await you.

wondering
if youโ€™ll show within my heart soon


Photo by ArtTower, Pixabay


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heart of hope

the stream runs faster
and farther

than a single breath can last

moving in tandem
with a purpose delivered

at last

a mirror cracking and aching
from lost parts

pebbles and rocks strewn out
deep and broad

while I
give a wink, and nod

to the sky, singing the stream
a simple lullaby

made form syllables
long and short

all delivered from my heart of hope


Photo by Layers, Pixabay


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deep down

pain and trauma dwell within trees
just like they do

in you and me, a casual
acquaintance

made from the threads of the breeze

Can you see that weโ€™ve always been, and will always be
part of the same stream?

then, why, I wonder, do we treat nature
differently

estranged and placated
we push away connections

deemed unnecessary

only they are, in fact
a comisc part

of a grand narrative, the seen and unseen
and everything

deep down

we believe ourselves to be


Photo by Layers, Pixabay


#care, #compassion, #connection, #consciousness, #earth, #home, #hope, #humanity, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #resilience

painted brush strokes

love lives in the shadows, and
the whispers of the wind, as

along a lost trail, I go
with pain the size of stones

in my heart, I
compose

possibilities, while people in places far away
eliminate the rights to choose and be free

Do you ever wonder about peace and tranquility?

I do too.

at the same time
I consider the anger in the breeze, and

the angst pervading this body, as
visceral sensations awaken the truth

within the painted brush strokes
of a love as deep as the sea

and this terrible sadness dwelling inside of me


Photo by Prawny, Pixabay


#poetry, #anger, #anxiety, #emotion, #feelings, #hope, #life, #love, #nature, #painted-brush-strokes, #peace, #poem, #possibility, #roe-v-wade, #tranquility