Reflection Deception

What is it about nature's reflectionsthat draw us in and entrance us; just the optical illusion,or is there more to itbeneath the surface? I stand divided betweenwhat is and is not:truths entombed in deceptionsguarded by ghostly aspswith venomous tongues. One side, firm footing,the other, a gator-bait splash;demons and sirens playingshamelessly dirtierthe more questions I ask.  Round … Continue reading Reflection Deception

Sunsets in Mirrors

Sunsets in rearview mirrorswe notice then drive off into the future;the golden moment morphs orangeand is extinguished as we turn. The past is over our shouldersthe instant we cross it;no two sunsets the same, thoughthe next we take for granted. While I still can, I u-turn and loop again,exerting control over this momentso my daughter … Continue reading Sunsets in Mirrors

Keep Us Here

Gently, I shake my spring snowglobeand shrink like Alice into the dreamworld. Meet me there, beneath our treein the shady grove beside the stream.For a while, simply lie with me,as we listen to the birdsand each other's heartbeatsand feel the wild grassesunderneath our bare feet.This paradise with you I'll keep,these stolen moments in which weso easily … Continue reading Keep Us Here

Heart-Skips in the Storm

Holding onthrough the stormshas never been goodanalogy for me;for nothing like a storm gives way to the powerdormant previously, asleep, forgetfulof my potential;when the storm arrives,it excitedly arisesfrom my inner-deep. The let-downis when itrecedes,but it leavesits rumblesastir in meand wakesthe memoriesof past-life dreams...  The lastof the thunderechoes in the distanceas the first notesof the first birdsongoverlap … Continue reading Heart-Skips in the Storm

Out of Season

Determined to counter the moody cloudsothers have been attempting to cast onto me,I choose to seek out the sun, spring-infuse myself,dip my soul into the fresh-blooming green, breathe in the revitalizing April air,let the warming rays seep in through my pores,absorbed more in the whole of the reborn panorama thanfocused on the details imploring to … Continue reading Out of Season

Held In The Rain

no one to lean onnothing to graspcycles of free falling while I remainsteadfast smiling, pleasing, pullingit offnot able to surviveif hurt feelings were everinadvertently mycause  pile it onI'll absorb it all I can carry moreproblems solve keep fightingwhile I quiltthe peacefrom the patchesyou leave tattered about for me I'll piece it togetherto keep you eachcozy, dry, freefrom … Continue reading Held In The Rain

Everything Passes

everything passesthe good and the badtime keeps nudgingus forwardwith or withoutwhat we once hadwe can only carryso muchin a heart, in a mindsome things we cling totime tries to help usleave behind sometimes what westrive forsimply cannot bereachedglass dividessound and touchmirrors reflectincongruities for reasons we maynot be privy to for certain peoplemay only bemeant to … Continue reading Everything Passes

Holding Photographs

nostalgia bittersweetjoy so genuine, effortlessradiating, echoingfrom fading photographs touched, held betweenringless fingers and the fumesof a heart on emptyfrom the momentso distantly removed time does not warpthose precious instancesforever suspendedfeelings will flutter onthousands of centuries bittersweet for the blissis eternally retrievablebut if the present is lessthen the tearsbreach suppressible falling is the gravityof sadness, all … Continue reading Holding Photographs

Everyday Gold

Golden upon golden, liquid light layers, how much more obvious can it be that there is aheaven andalready among us? Upon the dark and blankcanvas, with tender and lovingbrushes, He stroked usinto existenceand allthat surrounds us, has never left us,and reminders each day, He has risefrom the earthand others'divine parts,in likeness made,which we shouldreverently celebrate and feel blessed byevery day. Poem and images … Continue reading Everyday Gold