Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
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
Early on in his life, Mannanan was kissed on the cheek by death when he almost drowned in the turbulent sea. When he let out his last breath certain he would die in this watery grave, something swam under him and pushed his body… Continue Reading “Woman of the Sea”
On the night it happened, we were living apart; he in the home we once shared and I in a little bungalow not far away. Separated after almost 7 years of marriage. For ten months, he begged me to come home and I refused.… Continue Reading “Haibun: February Rain”
Counting the days we’ve loved is like counting grains of sand for my darling I dare not know where one ends and the other begins
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