Water Memory Poems

The silver orb of the luminous full moon ascended,
slithering silent on the satin slope of sapphire sky.
Enticing cadence of the dancing sequins sensual
pulsated through the...

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The happy drops of the rain 
that irrigates the thirsty ground 
Carrying the memory of every soul 
In love with the rain they all sing...

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Grandma's Stories

“Can I tell a tale? Well sit.I'm going to. Pull up a chair, or on the floor that will do. 
I'm elderly now as...

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No one there to bother

A child and her father

Walking slowly hand in hand

Over cool pristine sand

The sun so scorching hot

Over there a perfect spot

Such a...

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I didn't borrow it, it's apart of me
Like the rainbow fleece
Like a trophy waiting for me
Like the breath I breathe and need 
But it leaves
Flowing...

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Time passes, conversation and music ends,
light refracts, shimmers in water, bends.
Nails grow, hair lengthens, heads turn and bones break,
stems wilt, gardens overgrow, clouds regurgitate water...

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As my memory turns the page 
On that fine day of my fine age 
I wish I held that dream so tight 
And never threw...

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a memory scorned 
it was a different type of silence
long ago
that ate the morning sun 
in the cathedral 
between the pillars 
bleeding into life
you and...

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I miss early mornings 
the chill on my legs in the boat 
as we glide easily across the lake 
the smell of fish and earthworms...

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Memory, the annihilation loop in darkness haunts…
this night…a hammer 
old, gun barrel cold
weight of a baby’s head, less a hair
gripping death, tempered fire punching steam...

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(Inspired by 'Indigo Night' by Thomas W Case)

A thousand thousand stars pierce the indigo night,
but no moon mars the canvas, or lightens velvet strokes.

Half-hearted waves...

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If you walk on ice, you chance your life.Quote - Poet’s own
Was Christmas nineteen sixty three
When this story happened to me
Snow had fallen down thick...

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I was only four, 
when Blackie my dog died. 
My dad ran my best friend over, 
yes it was a horrible accident. 

 
I was...

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~in presence dwells absence 
dialectic tangle empty mind inscribe     
upon cerebral core
edges sculpted troubadour 
delicate ghost print under water wane 
into...

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Seas sway in sync
Trees tremble together
As grass grows greatly
I stare straight at her.

While water whips the rocks
Sand sparkles in the sun
Branches brush against bark
As I...

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