In Chinatown
the paper lantern's russell
The spring breeze sways all candlelight
She looks through the window
With trails of mascara tracing her tears.

In Chinatown
the paper lanterns sway
in synchronized unison in
choreographed dance.
Her heart beats the loud
Rhythm of its melody

In Chinatown
In depths of candlelight
She holds a paper lantern
It is red and heart shaped.
A pattern of a grieving Willow
Adorns the sides.

In Chinatown
She releases the pristine Calligraphed
words of love once shared.
Now free again
into the night breezes.

In Chinatown
She sees them fly away
They contained her deepest dreams
All of her life's aspirations.
They drift into the moonlit night
And join
a swarm of origami doves.

In Chinatown
A love is lost
A day now ends
And A heart is broken.

in my room the candles flame
Dances on the wall again
Far away the golden dawn
Close by me the Darkened  hall.

Sing me poems from the heart
Dulcet voices in this dark
Play your music from the soul
In Soothing lullaby make me whole

Take the mantle of the night
And cover me with heavens light
Bring the fires of your bliss
Heal this burning with your kiss.

the old gypsy restaurant
is still the same.
Hungarian waiters
serve the same food.

For just a moment
the warmth of the wine
Glows like sunshine
on my tired heart.

I pass a ten dollar bill to
The violinist.
His gypsy violin is playing
Our song
La vie en rose

.if I close my eyes.
and sip my wine
I can still feel you here
across the table from me.
Eyes as bright
as sunlight on the water.

I stop the flowers girl
And buy a red rose.
Laying it by your unused plate
The words I love you
Just whispered  loud enough
For her to hear.

Is your lady coming she asked.
No I whisper  to her.
She is already here.

This night's aromas are steeped in fragrance
Springtimes first blush touches my face
My heart overflows with the
heady perfumes of all things renewing.

The last touches of a winter sky
Fade in the warmth of the newness.
Above a silhouette of squawking geese
Fly in a perfect Vee formation
With the slightest of gaps
Between their outstretched wings

Springtime sends it coded signals
Rich from the memories of  eons past
to all living things to live be beautiful
Multiply and bear fruit it calls.

A night breeze stirs  my hair
Like a mother's touch.
And my spirit rejoices
At a winters death.

darkness  is a mantle
That billows from the clouds
It brings back all the pain
Hidden inside its ghostly  shrouds

Bring me the  light of morning
Hold fast those  bitter tales
Give me the tender light of dawning.
Quieten all your stormy gales

Bring softly the ghostly memories
That dance inside  my head
Take away the fear and longing
For all of those now dead

I found her atop a windswept hill.
So beautiful and serene.
The golden tresses of her hair
Flowing as a halo in the sunlight.

She told me  she was a fallen angel.
And her wings had been taken away.
And that she came here to be closer
To herGod and
To beg him to return  her wings.

She said one day
he would give them back to her.
and then she would
teach me how to fly.

It was a sad
yet beautiful untruth.
She held out her arms
and enfolded me in them.
Like she would in her wings.

The beautiful fallen angel
with the windblown sunlit hair
and eyes as blue
as a summer sky.
The only one
who can make
my lonely heart sing

Origami
Sometimes
when you stare at me.
I feel naked in front of you.
no more  
than a sheet of white paper.

your eyes cut me
like razor blades.
Your white teeth
chew my shapes.
you have all the powers
I am being folded
into the object that
you want  me to be
all that you desire.
A deer
a bird
a aeroplane.

your deft fingers fold
and crease  my shape.
can you not see.me
my flesh is soft and pliable.
my heart is beating
with passion for you.

my mind is clear and decisive
I crave only your love
Your acceptance.
And yes.
your tenderness

yet you fold me once again
I feel the pain of each crease.
Yet I know the truth.
in your eyes
I am but origami