Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“We loved with a love that was more than love.” ― Edgar Allen Poe Twenty-four years have flown by in a flashwith hardships scattered about, but without a doubt this year of 2020 is the hardest yet The world’s gone insane what with climate change, and dirty… Continue Reading “In a Flash”
Black cows look better in the shade Your sleek long tail swatting horse flies awayCome waltz with me under a hot molten skyI’ll wear my sexy red dress that kisses my thighsAnd caress your sweet cheeks with my gentle sighsWhile we bellow a bold tune… Continue Reading “Black Cows Look Better in the Shade”
“Dusty hydrangeas pale as robins’ eggs. Delphiniums iridescent as butterfly wings. Cornflowers the hazy blue of the summer skies” ― Ella Griffin, The Flower Arrangement Given the chance to start anewTo embrace my future with gleeGrateful to be free of diseaseI paint my life in shades… Continue Reading “Shades of Blue”
These past few months I have been living in a dazed confusion. Between the Covid 19 virus and insane politics, I have been wandering through a murky forest. But the gut wrencher was being diagnosed with breast cancer in June. From the moment I… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Rebirth”
“I talk to God but the sky is empty.” ― Sylvia Plath If every clock in the world began moving backwards would time cease to exist would night become day? If almighty God should expire and he is the root of all lovewould love too… Continue Reading “The Extinction of God”
Rolling thunder and pounding rain greets the ominous grayscale dawndark skies threatening, unburdening heavy clouds of their watery weight. And between the rushing torrents, trees hang low from the strain of dripping diamonds glistening in stark rays of a shy peeking sun. But once… Continue Reading “Autumn Rain”
“Yet what greater defeat could we suffer than to come to resemble the forces we oppose in their disrespect for human dignity?” ― Ruth Bader Ginsburg, My Own Words And though She is gone we will rise from the black choke of oppression Our femininity worn with dignity Our… Continue Reading “In The Aftermath”
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