I JUST GOT READING GLASSES NOT TOO LONG AGO THEY MAKE A BIG DIFFERENCE AS I AGE SO DOES MY VISION...
A human. Who never. Loves. Is like. Cold hands. Who never. Wears...
Despite those long, cool and slim fingers of hers, which by the way, she was so very well...
SEASIDE SERENITY Golden sunlight paints the ocean’s face, Another gentle dance, a rhythmic...
It’s like a feeling you can’t escape self love they say, turns into self hate you can’t love...
On a balmy evening in late summer, the town of Eldridge seemed to stand still, caught in a delicate balance...
alternately titled: a literary retrospective when holiday times living hand to mouth in Penn Valley fraught...
As the late afternoon sun dipped below the skyline, casting a golden hue over the bustling city, Clara...
On a pink towel, soft as a dream, Lies a woman, naked in the sunshine. Her skin glimmers,...
Shadows of once was. Shadows of what’s yet to be. Shadows...
Thanks for reading me wrong and for deleting me .. You have completely undone and...
Garba's Whirl
(A poem about the Garba dance)
Circles turning, feet that fly, Colors...
Katyayani's sword, a shining gleam, Warrior's courage, a powerful dream. Kaalratri's form,...
NINE NIGHTS
The drums begin, the cymbals chime, Nine nights of power, a sacred time. ...
I must needs be wyrding my life now Murmur whispers dark riddles from the past...