Monthly Archives: April 2018

In April winds from March refuse to calm No lead to rein, no muzzle to subdue I find in me the likes of her the same To carry over things I need not do Wind moves the stale and stagnant … Continue reading →

How can you measure The depth of one’s sorrow And the height of one’s joy When they clash A safety net for the falling Gravity for the euphoric Together bring balance Rhythmic breathing returns With every wave Angels stand watch … Continue reading →

It’s mid-day from my kitchen window. The wrens and phoebes are pecking the ground at the base of the pole which held the bird feeder all winter. In the transition of their diet, they enjoy the fallen leftovers and at … Continue reading →

Winds blow…Skies darken (My soul in unrest) Temperatures rise…Sun parches (A thirst unquenched) Ground breaks open (I have no restraint) Mountains melt away (Swimming in my plaint) Valleys carved in the crevices (I hear laughing waters) Oceans have space to … Continue reading →

  Left over from the fall, set free from the weight of winter’s snow and ice, leaves scamper on the tail of the wind across my yard. April is playing havoc with her emotions once again. From 70° to 30° … Continue reading →

Wielding (s)words are weapons Silence cuts deep Awakening old wounds festering the fresh and tender Evil banters between minds clearing a playground Tilling the soil In wait for what we render Vulnerability proves I’m weak A stage lures a roleplay … Continue reading →

The angry Filled with rage No one comes near To touch would burn Leaving a scar The fearful A trembling one Slow and rhythmic Sensing all the fragility Carefully safeguarded   The broken A sieve Collecting only shattered pieces All … Continue reading →

Darkness shares a place With stars in the night sky Silver moon silently sheds Its approval with the stage As meteors fly Be not afraid to be small Losing my place I become consumed Soon to be not at all … Continue reading →

A poem can do all of what every other art does It paints a picture Weaves a tapestry Plays a melody Sings in harmony Tells a story Adorns your senses Strengthens belief Tears down fences Steers your dreams To places … Continue reading →

From the shoreline on the Eastern side we drove to the far Western side of the state. So gradual an incline my ears told me I was on higher ground. My first time away from home, full of dreams I … Continue reading →