our love, airborne…, Published at MasticadoresUSA

I am excited to announce that I have been asked to be a regular contributor to MasticadoresUSA. I now have the great honor of being a regular contributor to both MasticadoresIndia and MasticadoresUSA. It is a dream come true. You can read more about all of the MasticadoresUSA monthly contributors here.

I would like to thank Gabriela Marie Milton, and the entire time at MasticadoresUSA, for thinking of me and inviting me to be a regular monthly contributor.

Here is the first of my January poetry submissions.

our love, airborne…

the sun rising in the morn, reminding me of times,
forlorn, dust-laden hands, breathing in all I can,
while looking to the stones in the
riverbend

wafting this way and that…

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


Photo by Kanenori, Pixabay


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Haiku #25

Photo by Belinda Fewings on Unsplash

tranquility is
the essence of being, as
we reflect back love

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Witness

Photo by 🇻🇪 Jose G. Ortega Castro 🇲🇽 on Unsplash

Journey with me, if you will, a trip
down an unknown street, and into an
unknown land filled with mystery and confusion,
it is a gift of life’s perfusion.

In one hand we can hold, if we are so bold,
this conundrum. A hidden balance, scales
moving back and forth in a dance that requires
special attention to see it’s worn out portension.

It’s like that often, and yet, most can only
hold the one view, a blow to soften.

The myriad of challenges and disappointments
that are part of the movement, seen and unseen,
just like in a dream. How do we then find our preen?

Practice makes the dance more noticeable
to the senses, yes, and also to the part of ourselves
that creates balance between
sensibility and our inner tranquility.

There is much that can be learned from within,
if we learn to quiet our mind, and sit in stillness,
thus becoming a silent witness.

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