A Poem Calls!

a poem calls
from the darkness
of me
things I can't say
that need to be said

Home At Last!

home at last ---
that's how it felt
for those few
brief moments
you held me in your arms

Willow Breeze

willow breeze ---
take my hand
and walk
with me
beside the river's dream

When I'm Gone

I'll leave a song
on the lips
of the moon
to remind you of me
when I'm gone

Shaped As Finches

shaped as finches
someone left
a poem
in the sky
at dawn

Fools Gold

fools gold —
the forever
you promised
before you turned
and walked away

.

slow blues —
the everything
I’d give
for just one night
with you

.

all the lives
I could have lived —
magnolia breeze


3 poems published in Hedgerow #72

Somewhere

somewhere
between longing
& loneliness
the piercing cry
of a gull

'Not wanting...'

not wanting to drown
in the shallows
of this world
I become
the robin's song

'Painting My Day.'

painting my day
alive
with dreams ---
the rose coloured
curve of her smile

whiskey moon

whiskey moon ---
how many tears would it take
to drown in