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
grapes grow in the sky
while I rely upon the love living
inside
the blossoming cherry trees
they always seem so deliciously vibrant
and in touch with you and me
a love that’s lasted centuries
fills me with a smile, a glee
handed to me, you see?
a sunny afternoon, sitting among the flower beds
I digress, and dress in roses,
my best
laid suit
by the sun’s eyes, disguised
as I learn of the stars in your heart
while a love to me, at last
they impart
Photo by AnnaliseArt, Pixabay
the moon swings into view
as the relations of me become you
wandering no more, I implore
you from the dance floor
a chore
among the rabble we’ve come to adore
wondering about the nature of love lost
in between the songs sung and hung on the door
Can you imagine the depths of the seas mi amor?
I can too.
know they remind me of just how much I love you
Photo by Gudi, Pixabay
I am so pleased to announce that my poem, the sweetest nectar, 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.
the sweetest nectar
with the wind at my back
I relax
and
sit inside all the glory before me
the blooming flowers
and the resplendent arches on the trees
as they hang with the most delicious…
I would be honored if you would go here, and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!
Photo by mythuatungdungsla, Pixabay
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
I was excited to learn this week that my poem, Realization Dawns was nominated for April Publication of the Month at Spillwords Press. I am so honored by this nomination and want to thank Dagmara K and the entire team at Spillwords Press for continuing to support my work.
I would also like to thank each of you, as this nomination is a direct result of your kindness, generosity, friendship, and unwavering support. You each inspire me to be the best I can be, and I appreciate you very much.
Voting for the April Publication of the Month closes on April 29.
I would be honored if you would go here and vote. Thank you!
alight and aflame
displays are on the screen
and behind them are clouds seen
as mysteries continue to pour into me
of a love lingering in the rain
specks of dust are always the same
tiny fragments of being, they came
to me at last
while I let my heart open to the possibilities
of you, my love
dancing into the night, alight and aflame
Photo by Hansuan_Fabregas , Pixabay
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