Long Saltiness Poems

I I’m constantly rehearsing 
On my versing 
Never sliding or swerving
My Rhymes play
Like a wordsmith
I’m Cleverly disguised as a responsible adult
Remembering to stay humble
And claim my guilt and my fault
The Wisest Man once said what’s...

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{"It’s 4:05 pm, darkness is mending over the horizon, the city, I’m fighting and thrashing against the flames that shroud. With secrets yet to resign, they dwindle at nightly dusk as it topples over. 
Down...

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Inspired by Andrew Wyeth Watercolor Painting -- Wind From the Sea, 1947




Standing in the old house
A strange mixture of feelings erupt within me
My roommates Depression, Loneliness, and Hopelessness
Greet me with strangling arms and leering grins
I...

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Inspired by Andrew Wyeth Watercolor Painting -- Wind From the Sea, 1947




Standing in the old house
A strange mixture of feelings erupt within me
My roommates Depression, Loneliness, and Hopelessness
Greet me with strangling arms and leering grins
I...

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If I can say it,
but not sing it,
or even hum a resonant melody
that feels like it,
then perhaps my greater gift
is silence,
at least for now,
until toxic seeds
ripen into our healthiest
resilient,
harmonious,
fertile wealth.

So, sing to me,
divinely doctrined Missionaries
and...

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Feeling the saltiness of his sweat
Mingling with her broken flesh to torment her,
Tears of humiliation, tears of anger,
Of bitterness,Self reproach and tears of revenge ran down from her eyes.
Words died in her throat then there...

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All I remember is rampant rain and a loud bang.

As dawn distilled through a canopy of palm trees,
glimpses of light reflected like emeralds on leaves.
I felt blessed in its warm golden glow,
as I awoke under...

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Like a small flowing stream, down my cheek. A little stream that is full of great big emotions. Spilling everywhere. Like a leaky faucet, that only continues to drip. Almost seems to be a never-ending...

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I want to live
Not to focus on the end
Or on ENDING it
Not to see what’s wrong but right
Try to see beyond darkness to light
I want to try to dry my tears
To think of the coming...

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I see her, ecstatic under thundering skies, red flashed lightning
Long hair static, arms spread wide,
savoured downpour, dance.... exuberant

As if day becomes night, a crimson moon, tinted stars, painted clouds
Peering down, eclipsing fears and weaving enchantment
Her...

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From the dark shadows of the past to the unfair justice of this cruel world lies every new day that passes by around the shores of the flowing river, like a gentle wind it flows...

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Time and tide again waits for no man
tempest-tossed upon life’s billow
The hull or the dinghy
Serves as a fortress
Though steady on its keel
Knocked his wits and sense
As he vacillates between levity and despair
Caused by his unbridled...

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My reefs look dazzling in the dawn light.
A sea of hypocrisy and lies that we must fight.
They are held to what they are allowed to view,
And yield when they grip their identity and hue.

I can...

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Two kings, one queen looked upon my quiet self as I sat.
Asked I was to appear before them one quiet spring day.
They sat there for moments which seemed like hours.
The first king spoke and said...

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Once on a mission
With a map and a vision
But now missing
Life goes on

They sail on
No help
No land
No food

Sailing upon deep waters
Watching the sharks wait patiently
Circling around like hawks watching their prey
On their knees, the soldiers...

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I want to forget your memory
Forget our past
But every morning I wake with a gasp
They consume everytime I doze into slumber
These dreams I dont understand why we are over
You were a king in my eyes
my...

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Now Paris
Is washing its eyes 
With August rain
Paris is now 
A woman
A Babylonian bride
Her wedding
Is set on Christmas
I hair trills in Paris
And emigrants cheering
And applauding
To welcome 
These eyes of marble
This your day woman
You will hug
Another...

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If a poet falls in love with you
you will live forever.
Atticus Finch - To kill a mockingbird.

In the midst of conundrums, of 'what ifs.'

I dislike the ocean,
its bitter saltiness, brings no joy.
Perched safely, upon the...

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After the door shuts and the footsteps die,
I rehearse the words I wanted to say.
I tumble them around and around in my mind.
Juggle them. Rewrite them to perfection.
But I won't see you again.

Perhaps it is...

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I feel blessed living within walking distance of the ocean…it’s as if my life’s enchanted…it is something I shall always cherish and will never take for granted.

I don’t quite know how to explain it but...

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I miss you
I miss you Mother Earth
Your gentle winds have taken me
To journey beyond the stars
I miss your kiss
Your new growth
Your green horizons and
Scarlet seared sunsets

I cross my hands and
Gently place them against
My beating heart
I...

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Blue- SPARKLES 
            from my twinkling eyes, 
                ...

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LOVE IS MY LOVER

Allow me to describe my love
Not my lover
My kind of love
The way I love
Like when lilies lack only the lamentable
And violets vie with violins for temperance
When the clouds strike a deal with...

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The burning in your face, The stinging in your eyes.
The need for a warm embrace, To stifle up your cries.
The swelling in your throat, The saltiness on your lips.
All you want is hope, When around...

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Each time I see:

The golden sun
The silver moon
The platinum stars 
            I see Thee, my Lord

Each time I hear:

The rain to fall
The brooks to...

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