Month: May 2018

River’s Edge

On this hot and humid midsummer’s eve the river calls to me as bullfrogs croak in a throaty bass while a whippoorwill sings in the trees. Advertisements

Haiku: Bald Eagle

free spirit soaring

In Vino Veritas

The sacred truth, now broken as lies spill from his lips his tongue blood-red and thick with the stain of wine

#Haiku: Sunny Days

scorching desert sun

The Siamese on Catshole Lane

She lives on Catshole Lane with all the common cats on the Isle of Man.   She’s beautiful, hot and exotic, a pure Siamese with almond-shaped eyes as blue as the sea and a long graceful tail. She, an outsider shunned by all the…

Flower Moon

When the willows weep at night they call to the flower moon Come and spread your light through our slender tendrils as beetles scurry underfoot banish the deepening gloom.

Thoughts From An Opal Child

As I grow older, time is racing by, as if I am on a high-speed train barreling towards the end of my life. One minute, I am turning a page in the calendar and greeting a new month, and the next a new year…

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Golden caramel eyes stalking her across the sea of strangers a shiver runs up her spine as she senses impending danger.

Haiku: Memorial Day

Remembrance, honor

Warrior

She fought the gorgeous storm with all her delicate strength Spent and tired, at last she fell giving in to the mighty wind.

Masterpiece

Collecting porcelain pieces of her fractured heart the girl once so innocent, now wary and guarded works to ease the pain from the knifelike shards creating a masterpiece out of her broken parts.

Buttercups

Happiness for her simple soul

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