I love the challenge of going nowhere just to feel like me free of expectations, dreaming unshackled under the non-judgemental tree. Are there dangers lurking in there Predators poised to attack? I’m sure they’ll run for cover. A strange smell, the formless eyes an aura in an unseen color looking for a watery mirror. … Continue reading The uncolored lens
I have always wondered what do you think about when I think about you? What do you look for, baby When I am here for you? Chiselled beauty, sharp mind Sideways glances do bind Who plays with your imagination? What draws you so irresistibly, and who resists you? Do you look back at … Continue reading Just You
I cared about your smallest needs You saw it as interference in your life. I thought love was sharing our lives You always needed your space. I cooked delicacies for all those I loved You thought I envied your lithe figure. I gave your sister all the freedom that you asked for … Continue reading Communication
What if I was not responsible for another’s happiness I was not accountable for the choices I made. And I lived life for my own joy? What if I was a cloud floating around In search of my horizon Where the end was imminent But a joyful existence left behind. And I was happy … Continue reading What if?
A serotonin high a rush of phenyethylamine raises dopamine and a feeling of love. An oasis of calmness a sponge for stress teaches me to value the silence of companionship. Perfection of emotions in an imperfect body the long-termness of bonding in short-term associations. The maturity of choice in immature behavior melting … Continue reading Yes, You!
The gentle rays of dawn light up the world nudging and moving the wheel of life. The darkness behind the rock wistfully imagines transparency wanting to partake in the feast on the other side of existence. Light -- so near, and yet so far opacity blocks vision and thought Heavy -- the hand … Continue reading Opacity
You walked all over me in your rush to fame and I put up a brave face playing an ace game. I supported all that you did image projections and fake acts. Inside the bags of my mind lay safe all your cats. We got rave reviews with my mask of the mature … Continue reading The cat’s out
I watch my life from a cliff up there. It moves in unplanned directions out of synch with what I think. Yet, our existence is so inextricably linked. Our connectedness inspires poets and philosophers. Is it love or hate Or what seers call fate? Confusing and temperamental is my partner’s wild gait. … Continue reading Life and I
This game of playing around with words, and recasting or recreating a piece into something else, has never ceased to fascinate me. The new piece has a bit of me in it, though not a single word has been added. I manage to give it a little of my spirit. I am missing White Out Wednesdays … Continue reading Erasure Poetry – I am
I rise like the Phoenix only to die again several times. Images rule but mirrors are obsolete. My form melts To create several new shapes until I do not recognize myself. Vision is a relic of the past fluidity, the new concrete. I saw influence giving way to manipulation and diplomacy … Continue reading Is that me?
