Tag: Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Only Us

Can we pretend it didn’t happen this slow erosion of our cherished love?Can we suspend the chilling moment when two hearts no longer beat in tune? Advertisements

And I Fell

He captivated me with his voice singing clear and strong, While his fingers strummed a melody on the beat up guitar One look into the crystal calm of bluest ocean eyes, And I fell… And I fell…And I fell… Although the time we loved…

Splendor in Sepia

Making sense of black and white when we fall into the greyUnderstanding where the lines lie in this dramatic play Looking through the camera lens with crystal clarityCreating a somber mood with a stark disparity Trying to capture what is real not how they…

Autumn Memories

Autumn always brings memories of you. I see your eyes in the bright turquoise sky, and I hear your cadence in the birdsong outside my window. I watched a video of you singing, and I wondered, why did you silence your voice? Did you…

Awakening

The Chrysalis……Vivid Green Birthing Life                                                                              …

In My Garden

In my garden, I meditate to the sound of buzzing bees while Venus watches over me Lizards scurry on gray brick walls, chasing one another, while tiny hatchings explore with their sisters and brothers The roses are blooming now, and they remind me of…

Frenzy

The feverous passion of a stormy night

The Stars Are Prisoners In Your Eyes

For the stars they are prisoners in your eyes While luscious lips hold me a captive Our dancing shadows in gold candlelight In your warm arms, I am enraptured

Side Show

Gather ’round the stage, said he to the fevered crowd, Drown yourself in another’s misery,

This Blessed Room

This room, blessed with undeniable energy… I write to lilting music of fishes swimming in a castled world Lovebirds feeding outside the window, chattering their secret language Sun refracts through a suspended prism, as rainbows dance on pale pink walls And there on one,…

Should Twilight

Should twilight paint your silhouette in shades of amber and rose Recollections of past memories in black repose As I plunge, the cold winds murmuring in despair

Sparkles of Hope

Under the majestic canopy searching for the brightest gleaming stars those in blackest of nights that will shine

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