Category: Poetry

Dragonfly Dreams and Dandelion Seeds

I’m riding a lime green dragonfly to the silvery moon to pick a snow white wishing dandelion waiting there for meHere in this vastness in the indigo night watch sky It’s only the dragonfly, the dandelion, the moon, and I. Upon encountering the raucous… Continue Reading “Dragonfly Dreams and Dandelion Seeds”

Just a Trace

As your lips trace my pulsing heart down to my ample breasts, please don’t stop there my love continue on your questI have missed your rough-hewn hands upon my peach smooth skin I ache for you to take my soul soaring high again dVerse:… Continue Reading “Just a Trace”

The Blackout Creature

My nightly ritual as a child was to shut the closet door, to bar the blackout creature from creeping across the floorand crawling under my narrow bed, grabbing my exposed parts My imaginative child’s mind reeled with dark spectral visions of slithering crawling monsters… Continue Reading “The Blackout Creature”

The Etiquette of Nature

Does the rose follow a set of rules in deciding when to bloom? And once the petals open wide, do the bees take that as an open invite to enter in and feast? And as the thrasher builds its nest within the thorny cactus… Continue Reading “The Etiquette of Nature”

Of Night Beetles and March Hares

From here in the fragrant rustling sage grass I watch the night beetles race for the full bellied moon But they will never get there I know for their efforts are futile Watching their wings spread from heavy mahogany bodies, It’s a wonder they… Continue Reading “Of Night Beetles and March Hares”

Not Just my Verse Your Two Two Too!- The Wrong Side of 40- A Poetry Challenge from Rory (A Guy Called Bloke)

Welcome to ….Not Just My Verse, Your Two Two Too! Walt (Walt’s Writings) graciously tagged me to continue this aging process poem! Below, I’ll tag the next poet/writer, to carry on with the poem.  Once the poem [Verse] leaves my blog, the next blogger… Continue Reading “Not Just my Verse Your Two Two Too!- The Wrong Side of 40- A Poetry Challenge from Rory (A Guy Called Bloke)”

The Ghost of Manayunk

A big rambling three story row home where I lived all alonesave for my two cats, who greeted me when I came homebut soon after I moved in I noticed some rather odd events things got moved around, and the air sometimes so dense… Continue Reading “The Ghost of Manayunk”