ghosts linger

ghosts of the past
linger

in my memory

with a sky full of love, dried
bone, and blood

which come

by land and sea, this onslaught
always pervades me

as I watch
the trees sway back and forth
remembering

the truth about this paradoxical life course


Photo by 12019, Pixabay


Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow has been #1 Amazon New Release for 8 of the psat 13 days, and on the top 20 Bestseller list much of this time.

Thank you all from the bottom of my heart for making this so.


Submissions are now open for the Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow: 30 Poems in 30 Days Collaboration, and will remain open until September 23. The submission details are located here.



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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
it’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 me…

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


Photo by sjainart, Pixabay


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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


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wish upon the birds…

moon encrusted evening, walking among the fields
of daisies, birds circling in air, like thoughts
running through

veins,
fare and,
attention
made
bare

I dream of other lands, while grounded in the past,
and wish upon the birds, their beauty, at
times

misunderstood…

slowly, I crane toward the sky, their look is a
glimpse of magnificence, we all
should

take into
account, and
be proud of the beauty
throughout

the moments given, each one is sacred, bestowed
upon us with a love that is
thrilling
and

delightful, just like the pink hues look, as they
swallow my past, and take me towards
the present moment

at
last
it is
a stark
contrast…

In response to the WDYS #116 Prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; LuizClas@ Pexels


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Nights End

Photo by Diego PH on Unsplash

The view
from atop,
seems far to drop,
into thinking
and behaving
in new ways,
a fresh perspective,
is what they say,
can go a long way.

I concur
with these remenints
of the past,
and wonder, at times,
if they truly last.

Do we learn from
our past misdeeds?

And create anew
from a space that seeds
humanity,
with a newness
and a brilliance,
we can pass along
to all those who come
after we pass?

Questions to ponder,
and reflect upon,
as we meander
our way
through a kaleidoscope
of memory
and present temereties.

Knowing too
that these shall pass,
like all the rest. For, in
each moment
lives the gift of choice
we’ve been given, yes,
one of our true tests.

Study well, then,
my dear friends,
for the tests
continue to come
well into
our night’s end.

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