Poetry: To see the Stars

Laying back, the grass tickling my neck, I gaze upward in awe. The light of a billion miles traveled reaches my eyes. I feel so small and yet so intrinsically part of something, I call out to my heart, my spirit, my inner child who cries. He does not cry in sorrow or even in

Poetry: The Flame

What burns within, will show its flame without; no thought is ever hidden. A fiery desire, consumed by chance, will always come to light. Dancing flames, lick the wounds; a heart yet not forgiven. To ignite the truth and stand engulfed, by the pyre you know is right.

Poetry: Liquid; Love

Heavy drops of rain, hide tears; there is no pain. Clean; they wash me, I am never the same. Open to the sky; fall, letting it go. Silhouette lined, sun peeks, a moment I know. Sunset showers, I am wet; no more tears. Petrichor, sight stealing breath; I linger, only here.

Poetry: The “M” word

The “M” word. Do I believe in miracles? I smile and nod my head.

Poetry: Cycle

Cycle Falling drops of refracted light; the sun catches time. Like moments frozen in place, only centuries can find. Vast blue spans upward; a remaining chance to look. The clouds above and salt below; the light, so overtook. A singular sight before the crash; form water to water again. The last and the first, in

Poetry: Reverie

Reverie Thoughts; each carry you to places, few could dream of. Dreams; each lift you to places rarely seen. Free to roam an open mind; no limits to bind them. Where anything is possible, if you only dare… …upon them… …to lean.