What Love Sees
There are instances of half-sleep, whispers that bite in the last word before trailing off into a sound of peace; mourning for those few moments that slip into your heart with the reality...
Read MoreThere are instances of half-sleep, whispers that bite in the last word before trailing off into a sound of peace; mourning for those few moments that slip into your heart with the reality...
Read MoreThe water taxi docks on the pier in New York. We look around into the tourist faces, grateful at not needing a cultural passport. One thing learned from being native, is that the pursuit...
Read MoreFor my daughter, Maggie When she was my baby in curls, a single stroke of her hand examined my face, with smiles, spit ups and ugh-ugh sounds, almost in the same breath. My ear has...
Read MoreI thought about incense burned under banana trees, the way you may have worn your shirttail out, a childhood rebellion carried into adulthood, the special way you would have held my hand...
Read MoreFairies dance to tunes in lower frequencies, sounds that generate natural tones between the output of thought and sensory sunlight, the kinaesthetic component to multidimensional messages...
Read MoreYour eyes cannot hide Flashing sparks that call You looked and I sighed They speak, they say it all Gold speckled, deep blue Sun streaked seas call Search the heart you stole See, do as you...
Read MoreAs in a confession – the whole day on my knees not talking to the priest, but cutting the lumber for the basement ceiling – making a wooden bed/frame for the sheets of the...
Read MoreCold coffee in my cup, high heel shoes with gold lame’ straps left at the end of my couch. Faint hint of Halston tickles the nose, light lavender blouse lay folded on the chair. Bottle of...
Read MoreYou are my bright island in a dark sea. My Sapphire waters wash upon your toes. My foamy waves disappear into your warm golden sands. My south wind cools your tropic heat to a tepid...
Read MoreFive Easy Pieces, a movie watched so long ago, then four hours of sitting through your families back-yard barbeque. Wonder why I went through so many changes over you. Three times you...
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