a sharp mindcaring dispositionrespect for personal boundaries lets me speaklistens attentivelyno mansplaining or interjections knows my dreamsoffers quiet supportis a partner in silence and words book addictintellectual bentuses reason more than emotion MTB at dVerse
dark alleys of thoughtforay into nothingnesson the verge of light it’s not meit’s that nagging voicethat incitesenragesat its best – encouragesme to take the leap resentmentto thoughts of revengescalding wordshands like swordscut sheaths of oppressionexpose hollow claims power inpresumptuous handsfalls like ashruins ofdilapidated structuresgive way to free will Poetics at dVerse
I walked alone in the morningwhile others sleptnavigated my tracksthrough dead fish and snakes-it was low tidethe sea depositedits ugly secretson the beachas fisherwomenhung their dirty linenout there to dry I walked alone in the evening.the waves swallowed a golden ballbled orange and crimsonon a weeping horizonjumped high to create wallsto block the view of … Continue reading The Disconnect
Nocturnal birds dig the night deepto unlock wisdom held by darknessdraw silver lines on purple skiesmake planets weary of earthly voyagersthat smell of human hands, not rootsSunrise might reveal conspiracieswhere East and West show Northof human ambition Quadrille Monday at dVerse Pub
every pore - a screamfights expectations galorepatriarchy reignsa feminist sculpted bycarving rocks of social norms Poetics Tuesday
I look inwards to see the baby up there, whom I miss so much. Then, I see two naughty pups watching my next move and think maybe she is already back with me. limited visionHow do I know if a soul rests in peace, is contemplating her return to the world in a fresh reincarnation, … Continue reading In Memoriam
Wordsescape neural pathwaysto find their place in the worldbefore I can incarcerate them on a page Wordsdisappear in the nightcaptured by someone in the name ofsynchronicity; employed in another story Wordschoose their owners and stories;Not everyone looks up the Synonyms pageNot every word is found when you need it most Wordsjoin context and expressionsto play … Continue reading Words
My thoughts wander on undulating sandI feel one with clouds, winds and raging stormsI go with high tides, then choose to subsideUncentered in whirlpools, I find my calm I feel one with clouds, winds and raging stormsWatch tales unfold as waves hit the shoreUncentered in whirlpools, I find my calmI am the reader and the … Continue reading When I spin yarns
those who sinned for a seasonstand under arc lightsbathed in glory for all they do rightA seer sneers;talks about volcanoesHow the flash of brilliancewill show them in shadows... Where do storms originate?compressed ragevictims turn in gravesIndignation on a rampagebeyond borders of life adding more to its tribe The world outside – ignorantground beneath their feetparts … Continue reading Sin for a Season
words of fire singe my skinbut the winter insidedoes not let them in a surgeon suturesmy broken interiorswalks outhead hung low the last breathlike a serpent’s hissrocks my existenceliberates the soulfrom quietnessto high-activity zones Quadrille #224
