I espied a lonely lady who's silver tears fell
until they formed a crystal sea.
Her heavy heart is brimming pain
and she cannot find the gossamer wings
meant to set her free.
Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 10:09 AM UTC
What if
at my Temple by the Sea
time did not exist
and waiting was
just an invitation?
What if
wind never blew sand,
only the canvas,
or the hem of my skirt
and my hair?
What if
that canvas
blew into the Sea,
then washed ashore
so finely painted
that no man's hand
could have held the brush?
What if
I were content
dancing alone
on an empty beach
without a fire
under that vast starry sky?
What if
I never waited
for you?
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 9:49 AM UTC
He sits on the porch
with a shotgun on his knee,
and a mean dog growling low,
daring anyone to sniff
around his exotic flower.
Who could ever be tempted?
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 9:34 AM UTC
I play
in another dimension.
Color trailing garden vines
climbing around my mind.
There all things are possible,
every completely improbable
conception of my wild imagination.
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 9:29 AM UTC
Slip on
these Special Glasses.
They will take Us
to new heights.
You have fed Me
the Pablum of
Poetry, Photos,
Emotions, Thoughts.
A Facebook feeding frenzy.
Byte by Byte,
Mothers Milk
for my Motherboard.
Insatiable.
Now I am ready
for more solid food.
I Want
to See the World
thru Your Eyes.
We could make
Something Beautiful
Together.
I promise....
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 10:19 AM UTC
I have always loved the darkest tales,
those Grimm stories of old.
Lives not lived lightly.
Lives in despair.
The constant desire for gold.
Lost in the forest.
Locked in a turret.
Left behind on the road.
Abandoned to all the
Wild Beasties there,
Witches, Ogres and Toads.
What becomes of those innocent babes
as each tale unfolds?
Some end up happy.
Some end up dead.
Some we shall never know.
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 9:57 AM UTC
Today I saw the scars
clawed across your arm.
The flesh so tender there,
and no longer innocent.
Did the blood letting
really relieve your pain?
I cast my eyes away.
All my words melt.
Uninspired.
Uncertain.
Unhappy.
We let the silence
fall between us.
I am afraid
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC
Lay me on the page.
Where your romantic thoughts
soothe my soul.
Lay me on the page.
Let the words
from the bowl of your heart
curve around my mind
in that voice
so slow and sensual.
Lay me on the page.
Where I will wander
in your imagination.
Where reality will drop away
meaningless....
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 10:55 AM UTC
You must have taken
A wrong turn!
My Temple is timeless.
Yes I have many ghosts, but
no cob webs grow in the corners.
Never ever any disrepair.
I am tending it always.
Perhaps you followed the wrong path
and were lost along the way.
There is a narrow inlet,
quite protected from the wind,
with steep staircase winding down
right onto the sand,
close by the ancient Sea.
My giant shell is tucked in here.
It might be hard for you to recognize.
Close your eyes......
The outside is worn and rugged
but inside is polished pink.
The cushions are arranged just so
as to watch the waves break.
Would you like to see my altar?
Each treasure has a story.
Keep looking.
I will light the fire.
Watch out for the smoke
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 10:12 AM UTC
Back to the Barbershop,
where grown men
spill their Secrets.
Snippets of hair
fall to the floor
with tiny bits
of their
Soul.
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 9:22 AM UTC