The queens blue veil …Upon a canvas dark and deep, Where silent, sleeping worlds do keep, The moon ascends, a silver sphere, But draped in hues of blue, so clear. Not white, as poets often claim, But kissed by twilight's gentle flame. A sapphire queen in night's e... See More »
The Boy and the ManThe Boy A small boy sits on the edge of the room, where voices have just slammed the door shut. His feet don’t reach the floor, but the silence does. His mother’s face is folded in on itself, tears slipping down like apologies she never owed. Her... See More »
How a woman gets a manNot the dress, not the curve, not the shine of her hair, Not the practiced perfection hanging in the air. It’s the way the world dims when her message lands, Threads go quiet, the scroll slips from my hands. It’s how my thoughts line up, suddenly... See More »
Winters dance …The sun hangs high, a diamond bright, And floods the world with golden light. Upon the lake, the ice is still, A vast expanse, beneath the hill. A dusting snow, like sugar spun, Adorns the path the skates have run. It powders deep the shadowed... See More »
I hate myselfI hate the way I watch the clock like it’s a stranger I’m avoiding. Minutes pile up like unopened mails, each one addressed to a version of me who was supposed to try harder. I carry plans like unfinished sentences, beautiful beginnings with no... See More »
How I fall in loveI fall in love like it’s a reflex. Smile? Yes. Kind eyes? Already done. My heart skips thinking and goes straight to maybe. I call it optimism. Others call it a pattern. I don’t flirt I accidentally care. Hard. Fast. Sincerely. If love were... See More »
Craving attention - sad thoughtsI am ashamed of how loudly my silence asks for you. I have so much to give it frightens me, attention like sunlight, care that doesn’t run out, time, the only currency that is truly mine. I would hand you my days without counting them, my nights... See More »
wrote a poemPromise of Life when your life is too messed up for words and you're bereft of inspiration and love is gone or love is wrong and no one would care anyway... i think of the earth with its' singing its' glad song of birds or its' winds crying in the... See More »
