Summer Muse Poems

satin sheets slide off 
the desk notes fall
softly like petals 
as the Maestro
humms along 
the symphony 
directing 
each movement
Summer shimmers
Luna glistens
through shiny panes
the puppet master...

Read More

In the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel...

Read More

My mind sets in motion, 
words that will come alive.  
Creativity needs to be added, 
then mix imagination with creativity. 

 
Coming alive within...

Read More

I remember when 
love spoken plainly 
conveyed all manner
of hidden agendas
hands instead of 
tap dancing keys
unlocked 
a body of work
stroked skin melting into
sultry deep pink...

Read More

"Inside the Winter Wild"

Inside the Wild, 

Winter races 
towards Time 
like a runnaway train

it’s shadowy 
and dark,
yet, inside Winter, 

the wild keeps
without fail
its burning light,...

Read More

Blazing guns have a way with the weight
of words, when you're caught in between
green fields of summer and thorns, 
Much of the soul follows 
the...

Read More

My muse keeps pestering like a cenobite, 
chewing my brain like a hungry parasite. 
Pressuring the ink to bleed like acid rain,
catharsis to release perpetual...

Read More

Only for a moment, 
Does the wind blow in the frosty fragments,
Like stories woven through the gales,
Erasing the night, the pines
With a beautiful cloak of...

Read More

His eyes seem to tell her:
O not so wrapped in winter,
Be a bit bolder, 

And in rains wetter,
Beauty’s for the beholder,
Pray, do not deter,

Why I...

Read More

.


               This past summer
      'mongst the...

Read More

An echo of lovesome passion, an inspiration of unborn theme,
A muse hypnotic, adept at composing aspirations of my dream,
Omnipresent voice of being, poetry is my...

Read More

Beautiful wings, breathless
Beating, pulse of freedom
Bringing joy to the heart
Blinding the darkest fears
Blaze of gentle, singing
Broken sighs, warm and wise
Brilliant rhythms, a soul’s muse

...

Read More

"Mockingbird"

What sayst thou?
Now, here you sit and I speak to you
through strange keys revolutionary,
poetry what is thy purpose for? A mirror wall? 
Where visions unseen...

Read More

Mountains - majestic, like the wind and the storm - Believing, like the wisdom of pure love! ~ Quoted by this poet


Mountains, striking – ridges,...

Read More

I'm afraid O world of Verse! 
From hands of wilful callous death
It may be so that I may cease
Before I render thee my breath,

Thou stand...

Read More