Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
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… Continue Reading “Splendor in Sepia”
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… Continue Reading “Autumn Memories”
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… Continue Reading “In My Garden”
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
Gather ’round the stage, said he to the fevered crowd, Drown yourself in another’s misery,
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