The empty heavens.
A scattering of salt-crystal stars
On a twilight tablecloth;
All that is left
Now the horizon
Has finished feasting
On the day.

A single teardrop
Is all it takes
To quench the thirst of
My tortured heart.

Too long I've kept my
Emotions caged
Lest their freedom makes
Me fall apart.

She began
By baiting compliments,
Moved onto
Angling for kind words,
Progressed to
Fishing for sympathy,
Resorted
To trawling for attention.

A rose in the eye of the hurricane
Standing frozen and weak
Afraid of moving and the pain
Forbidden to ever speak

Stuck with the roots of memory
And good times that might've been
Clinging to hopes that history
Would turn that frown to a grin

Denied the right to be heard
Oh honey, that's not a life
You should not be ever scared
And for the better you shall strive

My dear, you're stronger than any man
Believe in yourself, and time will show
How conquering your battles, yes you can
And then freedom, you will know

There once was a young man from Chile
Who was exceedingly silly
One day for a dare
He ran round the town square
With just a pink bow on his *****.


There was a young man from Peru
Who was terribly fond of U2
He wanted to see them
Play Rome's Coliseum
But the curve of the Earth spoiled his view.

We breath each other in,
Our scents converging
In a rhapsody
Strong and sweet
Faint and fecund
As our tongues entice each other
In the dark.

From lonely depths
Came forgotten words
Of each false promise
She had heard.

Swept Away
On thoughtless tides
To far-flung shores
Where her dreams reside.

Evening's light lies languorously
Across the land,
Waiting for
The quietly encroaching night
To bestow her
With beauty.

Take a midnight swim
In an Ocean of Poems
Feel its currents flowing
From deep within.

Underneath my skin
There’s a tidal wave growing
And I follow it, knowing
I must sink or swim