Poets

Kindled

Delicately beautiful, she strolled through my space, Interrupting my work, disrupting my pace. Sensualities rose to fluster my mind,

Could you Repeat that?

Dare I Say what I was Thinking? Really, I meant to listen, And just because I Can’t remember a single word That you said doesn’t mean

Resurrection

I want to be with you in the daylight When the curtain goes down and the tragedy ends I want to stand with you in the sunlight

twilight evanescence

for a single fleeting moment, my eyes found you in the dusk; a stolen star, lingering, lazy and seductive to decorate my twilight.

A Dot On The Map

Distant apparitions make a mockery of a love gone wrong. Incessantly replaying the final moment on repeat like a favorite song.

Attention Deficit

Deficit you say? I am the queen of losing track of my... Squirrel... I mean, Truthfully, as an ADHD woman I really have no greater skill than

The Lust Between Us

Daylight bleeds In through satin curtains, and the Saturnalia of our fairytale last night Transcends this harrowed space (in which my)

THE TWIST

Din echoes through the mind. Imagination grind. Stressing about the world news, thoughts flooding brings on the blues. Right or wrong, there's a new slog.

Blossom:

Grandchildren Make Everything Alright When it's Not

In tender arms, a love untold, grandchildren's wonder takes hold, with eyes aglow, their spirits dance, a bounce at life's second chance.

Deliverance

This poem was inspired by my walk at 7:00 AM this morning as I realized the healing power of nature to deliver spirit, soul, and body. I hope this inspires someone to go to a park, trail, or somewhere in the great outdoors to find out for themselves.

Emerge:

Whispers of Heartbreak

In the depths of love's turbulent sea, where hearts once danced in harmony, There lies a tale of shattered dreams, a symphony of heartbreak's themes.

Camouflaged

The blade hesitates to cut the skin the r o p e slides from the tree I struggle with the safety pin So I settle for a drink

Just Bare It

Ah my lonely, hopeful, vacillating fellow writers… Nervously contemplating the ramifications of writing your truth Sharing it for a capricious world to see

"Whispers of 120 Ward"