Ours was an unbridled love Runaway A tale of lust and passion Blessed beneath a midnight sky and a dusty summer rain.
Let’s go Smelling of campfires and salt air Where the beaches are littered With empty bottles of Casa Sauvignon Blanc Let us recite from worn books On a bench of driftwood Follow children to the sea Dip our toes into water Speak wild songs Say anything or nothing Blink at the sun Feed seagulls Toss stones Fall into silence Lean into doorways Wander curio … Read More
Charm me, darling Perchance I forget “Behind every song is an untold story,” he said. With a gentle nudge He whispered, “Come dance.” The notes began from silence And in the still, I fell Drunk on him Time signatures filled the room Apollo cradled Calliope As the music played on Lyrics overtook me Words slipped like honey from my tongue … Read More Charming
You are a dose of agelessness A place where time stands still My second star to the right A slice of Neverland And when doubt tore my wings Leaving me stranded on the edge of imagination You reached back and said, “Roadtrip.” ~ Letters Tied With Ribbon
There is beauty to her darkness A night-time thing Lit up Beneath a moon strewn garden Of tangled roses and thyme A Cashmere Queen Stone still, she reigns Her once beating heart, silenced There was another time Of windswept words that splashed like water To cool the burn that seared my skin I glanced away and she was gone Yet this … Read More 3 a.m.
I disagreed. The legends and the myths Whispered tales of romance and honour Apparitions in the mystic Saw Apollo hand the flower to Paeon While Asclepius, in a flash of rage threatened murder It’s said that Zeus saved the mortal Paeon, turned him into an exquisite flower That mischievous nymphs hid in petals Of Moon Goddess magic which charmed Peony Who in … Read More Paeonia
in a softened moment under a veil of grey snowflakes tumble tipping my world each flake, a scattered memory a reach across time you, always choosing december to withdraw and return, to withhold and offer up the spoils and riches of a life yet within this silent moment envisioning you near choosing to believe in everlasting love my footsteps circle, pause eyes cast toward … Read More A Softened Moment
“He’s more myself then I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” ~ Emily Bronte I covet gorgeous quote signs. They are trendy and command top dollar in some of the home boutiques throughout the city. This morning I attempted to recreate one on a smaller scale. I admit, the bigger, the better to show off in a … Read More Bronte Quote
The nest loosened from the crutch of a branch, sailed on the back of a gust, to land upon the boulevard. Far from the tree, it lay empty, in a discarded heap. A hammering wind pounded at the city’s core, splitting and tossing everything that wasn’t nailed down. Sheltered inside her home, a woman sat at a computer. She read the words that … Read More The Nest