Up or down?

just when a ‘we’ becomes ill-defined we look up to the valley and down to the sky                                             just when an ‘us’ hides behind a facade we look behind the horizon and beyond the yard                                            and we find a ‘why’ and a ‘what’ and a ‘when’ and a ‘how’ as we stumble and fumble to reach […]

This life of I

This life of ‘I’ is a life of ‘am’ and I cannot live gluten-free sweet embellishments when in your world and spring will help me pass the brood she waits with patience – lures longing too long I thought yet so rewarding that it would catch me in the race to fashion feeling’s mirrored face […]

You left

I’m lost – you left me –  why did you pass me by I need your leadership your love – your sense that yes, it’s worth a try Like a tree – standing taller you lift my sense of being why did you go I need you so you are my fallen beam A captain […]

To the sea

I stand above the solemn fieldwhere strangers come to seewhatever shall be wishing forin news endowed to thee I walk beside the strangest beachwhere friends of all kinds walkand then I dance the dance, so dearbut cannot talk the talk But ever shall we wonderwhatever could have beenif only I had held your handif only I had […]

Does a poem need a picture?

Does a poem need a picturea tapestry of threadlayers of a fabricin your stead for what came before it – the tapestry of mindinterpret as it’s seenor as it’s read like a quilt – a coveringa line of stitching – all in sincdoes the poet rely on morethan merely what the pen may bring the web of inspiration […]

Ne’er to go

The wind shakes – the ground breaks – your eyes wake and blink   a joyful string your baggage light delight in spring and build   create God’s guild love, laugh then chide – before I lose my alibi   I reached the wall – a no-through road – yet in your arms I fell […]

what makes one a fairy

what makes one a fairy give her a hedge to hide behind bring lightning and the strongest fragrance and she will have taller feet – longer arms and bigger hands and delve into the Never-never-land   a playmate remains a little girl travelling to the evening star by horse and carriage ride – abandoning reality […]