Her eyes were born opened to the sun Ancient waters sighed at her calm Her first breath whispered Nature’s eloquence Her life isn’t abridged by a soul needing to make sense of the narrative To bring coherence to the Constant drift of dreams. Surrounded by stillness, alone in silence a wood nymph Dips her pen in vivid hues writing on yellow flower petals her textured poetic verse. A tempered euphony in time with her inner metronome Never simple her symbolic truth: Like a kiss flying quietly into a spring...
A cool blue breeze stirred a silent moment Stones skipping across the calm waters - echoes ripples through my past The unforgettable song Of happiness and regret.. – are the heartbeats of you and me In the silent ivory silken dawn, flashes of life -reverberate nostalgia To immortalize our love In the Cathedral of my heart Precious images awake the streams of golden daydreams Seashells and whispers Ocean colored memories
A unique connection after one chance encounter Her poetry read fractures the mind Burns Like Bright lights Undoing darkness Vanishes to be reborn as vapor penetrating the heart and soul Her voice aren't just words , but heartbeats dancing in perfect synchronicity
I fell, over the cliff in this love affair I held on to the ties that bind grasping for leverage in this vertical incline while watching the frayed rope that entwined my heart to his unravel one thread at a time ~
The smell of urine and dirt assaulted my nose, as I ran through the dark, cluttered hallway. My hands still cuffed behind my back made it difficult to support my balance. While I heard his heavy footfalls echoing in pursuit and rats scurried silently before me. Although I stumbled against graffiti walls, I didn't stop. But I questioned, as I followed the small stampede, were they leading me to my escape or were they in cahoots with my captor? Yet I had no choice but to pursue, as if I could hear the pied piper's song. I smiled as hope sprang anew when the dawn of my escape...
The illusion of love that crept into my bed was darker than black. In the heat of passion, this Devil tore away my flesh, and licked my bones. Feasting in his conquest, to own my soul. I became an oddity, a carnival freak to seduction. Riding a merry-go-round of nightmares and wantonness. Never sought absolution for my lustful need. Condemnation, in the arm's of my creator, is heaven enough for me.
Lost He wandered around aimlessly in the blank spaces and empty rooms in my mind. The Tormentor of my days the Incubus of my nights. Until he finally walked into a room he couldn't escape. There he ultimately faded away to nothing... forgotten.