Poems

Train Ride Home

inspired by The Last Night of Your Trip on the train ride home your smile flashed between buildings, lights flickered and i couldn’t tell if it was the spark in your eye or the streetlights…

The Secret Garden

bore from the most arduous labor, its intoxicating fruit, its sweet blossoming fragrance,pulls in the strongest of hearts. as a vine snakes its way through the depths of a luscious secret garden, distinct impressions produce…

The Thorn in My Rose

her name, her existence- a thorn in my side; a sting, a puncture, knowing she captured the sought after prize. though a thorn is easily removed and leaves only a slight wound, i have become…

The Gentle Birdsong Calling of Spring

it’s right underneath, brewing under my chest this quiet whisper circling- not spiraling downwards as i often tend to, but in the way a gentle breeze swirls a handful of leaves and they flutter away….

take my hand

under the light of the moon you hold out your hand & i take hold. you offer a ride with your heart in tow whispering delicately, “let’s see where this journey goes.” as long as…

break these chains

contemplating her next move, the pounding within her chest told her what she already knew: she had to break free from the chains wrapped around her wrists. there was no sense in moving, for every…

lead me to your ocean

what river do i cross again and again? the river where bloodthirsty love begins. toes dip in at first sight. oohing & aahing with every delight. swimming further downstream fulfilling love-drunk dreams. kiss me, love…

Home

is this my home? spinning ‘round n round going from high to low and back ‘round again. is this that place where a heart feels heard and shoulders ease? for far too long the tongue’s…

Cupcake Dreams

moonbeams and cupcake dreams. sugar highs into the night. we’re whispering nothings, how our lives could be. knowing the truth, looking into your eyes you are the moonlight in my darkest of nights. so, love,…

nous avons tout le temps

This poem has been revisited often in the past few months. The original poem can be found here: Nous Avons Tout Le Temps Pour Nous. This final version below can also be found in Coffee…

There’s something there…

say it was in the stars, something supernatural led me to you. say it was the moon pulling my tides closer to you. it’s something deeper than a mere connection. it’s something in the waiting…

Christmas 2020

we hold those we love closer in these dark times to feel the warmth, the love, the light. but you i love the most, i’ll always dream of holding you close once again. to hear…

Simple Thoughts

writers ponder over verses but words become mystified, inadequate. where other poets generously use adjectives and sweet metaphors to describe the mysteries of life, i have the simplest of thoughts: i think of you, i…

Breathe Again

out of darkness the night sky sparkles above as a sailor’s friend reminds all of its surrounding splendor. the twinkling is the same as it’s always been but brighter than we’ve allowed ourselves to see….

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