Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
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”
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”
So you’ve been through the roaring fire Leaving you maimed, a soul of charred ashes But rising from this molten funeral pyre Comes a new woman with scars on scars. You must know though flawed, you are beautiful for you shimmer with the light… Continue Reading “Bluebonnet Sky”
That night I remember with vivid clarity you and I in Kauai gazing up at millions of crystal clear stars so close we felt as if we could touch them. My mother, rest her soul had died the month beforeOur grief was as new… Continue Reading “Kauai Stars”
I am the copper rose standing strong in the bright morning sun made by rough weathered hands of the big Viking craftsman, chiseled and molded with his primitive iron hammer, stamped and engraved with fine etchings in detail a symbol of their many years… Continue Reading “I, The Copper Rose”
To love a woman you must find the path to her mysterious partsUntangle the gnarled and twisted vines that lead to her wanton soul Bathe in her moon’s light to ignite fiery flames in her heart For a woman only wants love that is… Continue Reading “To Love a Woman”
She stains his blue heart with hers pouring forth in brilliant colors Kaleidoscoping her body’s life into him
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