Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Fruity scent of purple iris dabs coolmorning air with heady perfumeas sword shaped jade leaves dance with random grace to a melody of lilting music whistling through budding trees. Sweetest song sung for eons of yearsHave hope, for spring is here! dVerse Poets Pub:… Continue Reading “Have Hope”
“Tell me, is the rose naked or is that her only dress?”- Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions As dying fragrant petals drift to blackened terra, earthworms seeking fresh air, drink in their sweet perfumeand taste of life’s fading essence in dusty pink huesas they… Continue Reading “The Death of a Rose”
Since June of last year, my life has been a revolving door of doctor visits, tests, and surgeries. Being diagnosed with breast cancer in the middle of a pandemic was not on my list of ‘fun things to do in 2020.’ But, I found… Continue Reading “#Haibun: More Time”
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.” ― Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing Those in-between moments of time slipping, sliding in-out of shadowy light gone forever from fragile sightfading in-to foggy hazean in-finite gliding awayreality in-flux with fantasyvivid fluidity in-memoryticking, ticking off… Continue Reading “A Chance In-Sight”
Vivid day’s end as lavender twilight descendsGentle breezes whisper with mockingbird’s trillsWhile an orange tangerine sun sinks and transcendsBrisk evening air tumbles, bringing cold chills Gentle breezes whisper with mockingbird’s trillsSinging with a broken heart of melancholic loveBrisk evening air tumbles, bringing cold chillsAs… Continue Reading “Twilight Descends, 2021”
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