Category: Poetry

Frigid Twilight

In weathered sheaves of light before gnarled hands can rest silver strands flow through as painful memories come to mind With each tarnished grey knot spiteful deeds and dead lovers cryremorseful tears roll down a lined facefrozen in songs of frigid twilight  Pale ghosts of the past haunt… Continue Reading “Frigid Twilight”

Murder of Crows

They share dark dreams and visceral prose While above a murder of screeching crows Binds their souls to scorching sin town Driving a rusty winged cadillacAs they slip out the back JackWhen they can’t pay the rent On their one room dirt shack That looks down from the… Continue Reading “Murder of Crows”

Queen of the Night

Queen of the Night cactus blooms under early morning half-gone moon Zealous honeybees at dawn wander In tender- throated petal valleysDrinking virgin dew-drenched nectar Gathering golden pollen powderBefore brutal August sun destroysPalest snow-white fragile flowers

Against an Aubergine Sky

“Oh girl among the roses, oh crush of doves, oh fortress of fishes and rosebushes, your soul is a bottle filled with thirsty salt, and your skin, a bell filled with grapes.”- Ode with a Lament, Pablo Neruda My heart shines brightLike a burnished… Continue Reading “Against an Aubergine Sky”

haunting Echo

“glass will cut you every day, and sometimes you will crawl through hell to feel the sun.” ― Ben Ditmars Indigo twilight slides in with stealthy whispers While waning candlelight flames tremble and waver The jade bottle is empty and the crystal glass heavy Closing ocean wave eyes,… Continue Reading “haunting Echo”

Transcendence

“How does the ordinary person come to the transcendent? For a start, I would say, study poetry. Learn how to read a poem. You need not have the experience to get the message, or at least some indication of the message. It may come… Continue Reading “Transcendence”

Rare Gift From The Rain

Every cloud has a silver lining.- English Proverb Pushing up through water logged earth, Long emerald leaves bowing from The ponderous weight of heavy rain Tender shoots absorb precious water, Creating buds that soon will bloomFilling the weary water-starved gardenWith a delightful miraculous sightOf delicate painted pink beauties  As… Continue Reading “Rare Gift From The Rain”

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