she drank of the marrow, pooling beyond the break I, lingering on the jagged edge, watched as she turned and spit vision in my face Kaleidoscope haze… I began to kiss the sky, melting clouds on… more →
The World Poetizedwrote 1 week ago: she drank of the marrow, pooling beyond the break I, lingering on the jagged edge, watched as she tu … more →
wrote 3 weeks ago: Calling me to see something I thought I saw yesterday. BUT that was then AND this is now, And the Pa … more →
wrote 3 weeks ago: I change color with the hearts I beat. A love chameleon showing tongue of every speak. I assemble le … more →
wrote 1 month ago: If God were mean, He would have let our only working car DIE when my husband and kids were Christmas … more →
wrote 1 month ago: I listen in fours and speak with a tongue tipped in infinity I scroll words out of clouds and watch … more →
wrote 1 month ago: I often think of the the first time I fell in knowledge The remembrance of crawling inside myself an … more →
wrote 1 month ago: I sat with the spider mother as she patiently pulled the web from my eyes. In our love the dewfall, … more →
wrote 2 months ago: You are the best of me and the worst of then. Music to quicken heart’s pace while words pierce … more →
wrote 2 months ago: Settle Settling in brings me down. The spontaneity of dinner dates devolves into habit, and t … more →
wrote 2 months ago: I met you for the first time that day even though I had a hundred conversations with you before it w … more →
wrote 2 months ago: What watched the moments butterfly. Where asked the destinations they fly. Who labeled each wing wit … more →
wrote 2 months ago: I want to be the tin cup ears at the end of your heart string I want to drink swallows of your tears … more →
wrote 3 months ago: were it that I could feel you kiss my skin warm as a full sun day were it that I could count your he … more →
wrote 3 months ago: i hear you knocking at my mind come in, the door’s always open. but it gets a bit messy in her … more →
wrote 3 months ago: I looked in my image, at all the wanton pictures drawn by my mind on these walls. I forgave myself f … more →
wrote 3 months ago: She walks in the garden that grows between day and night and harvests bouquets of the perfect light. … more →
wrote 3 months ago: The incense exhaled its words and they began to gather in my gravity. Pooled into a liturgical cloud … more →
wrote 4 months ago: I rise each day and feel inside an aching tiredness that won’t go away Past flesh and tissue i … more →
wrote 4 months ago: I walked a chisel among statues cutting off heads so new could be formed I ran my feet into the eart … more →