I am the one who glows asks wildness of humanity controls the tides asks for nothing is worshiped and followed knows her path and purpose keeps time with the ocean bends on knees to no one loves and guide others... Continue Reading →
Stillness settles into the tide of October nothing without cold air Bring to me your poem I will birth it into this decade it will win hearts Be good to your heart Be nice to your heart Be wise with... Continue Reading →
There were three moons Each followed me down the street till i bloomed like a cereus captured my fingertips holding on tight, roots in the ground that called to me an earnest kettle There were five moons glowing against each... Continue Reading →
Puddle on the bed The angry cries of the cat Have called me from deep slumber He is hurt and cannot move Curled in the warm spot against me The angry cries of the cat Crows warn through the cold... Continue Reading →
Roots, earth, sun, moon. Water. I stated, laid a claim over the poppies. A hidden magic within, suddenly perceived, orange petals, your heart. In your silence, I learned not to interpret Sadness or indifference, but enjoy you, love you totally.... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock:
Some things are more important than time ... cats are one of them. Welcome to a world of photographed shadows--I invite you to a study of compassion through poetry. It is with gratitude that you might take it with you.