it is 5 a.m. the dark room is still the air is sweet with you
I was in a narcissistic abusive relationship and it nearly killed me. This is how I recovered.
One Soul Shared across the endless miles of unknown
If I was there With you now I would take you in my arms Hold you close Until the darkness gave way To the light of life renewed I would carry your […]
We sit close in the grass Embraced by Love Watching the stars Like a cosmic play Performed by jealous gods Impassioned goddesses Myth and legend Who feast on the sight […]
That soul you carry, the one that can feel as heavy as a crate of stones or light enough to lift you to the stars. The part of you that […]
The wind in my face on a hot day While I strain and swear Wrench in hand Making repairs on those things That seem ever broken Because my wallet doesn’t […]
I am the storm that scatters the sheep The lightning that tears the field The wind that screams and howls with the rage of a thousand armies The rain that […]
One of the most desirable, and often most difficult to achieve, meditative states is that of Nothingness. It is not a state of loss of Self as the word implies […]
Fluid Flowing A running stream Or placid lake Torrent Or trickle Falling Or stagnant As much an ocean Or a single drop of rain All From the same source All […]
Life is all about discovery. When we are born we discover the most amazing things: the world develops before our very eyes and as we grow it expands as if we, ourselves, are the gods that create it moment by moment.
Now is all we ever have. But in this moment, here, now, I can’t help gazing into the future to see us, together, there, now, looking back on us, here, […]
There is a place Where feelings are as solid as a tangerine and just as sweet Where the warm breeze on an autumn noon cools salty skin with the […]
my lips long to kiss you the taste of you electric my hands desire to hold you the feel of you a […]
Some time back I set myself the unexpectedly difficult task of setting poetry to a list of words gathered from readers as well as from my own list of loved […]
A hazy mist Rich with opium and jasmine Filters the light Of scented candles That flicker and play On your shadow That sways and rolls To paint the naked walls Of my modest […]