To, The librarian of adventure The rain sounds like a standing ovation. I do not sit long in a dwindling vocation.   I bury my ashtray at sea, I look before I sleep Power naps are my fuel I fight inside Shakespearean duels Though no one sees.   My lover pops out of a Harlequin…

Timing on the Sun What does it take, slow poke? Yes, you’re pushed up from soil and the flowers Then tethered round the roundest Earth. I’ve been waiting on you for hours and hours Sitting in the night getting tired Til the pit of my stomach hurts.   Sun Reflector, sunriser I’ve seen myself better,…

I closed down the volume, Tested the world, Defeating the purpose. While out of my range Of hearing, I wanted To be followed as if I had stormed out of the room.   I made a mess, I fell down I shoved the table too Did you hear it? Did you notice? I was chasing…

  (My Wish)   “I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me—who knows how? To thy chamber-window, Sweet!”             — Oh, lift me from the grass! I die, I faint, I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale.   ——-  Percy Bysshe…

His being so soft, A man who overcame.   Bearing wounds? Then come home to me I invite you for love And for rest.   I cannot avoid Your lips and your jaw Your sunken chest. Your head cocked to one side Your listening ears And elegant limbs   You do not know And I…

I saddle each earthquake My mind lives by far reaching In the world’s merry-go-round In Heaven’s see saw You whisper kisses beneath your speaking   If a goddess could rise up into the air That raging figure in his mind Walking along her wisps Like a garden of tea and flowers Entwined.   Biceps moving…

You deserve some benefit from arrogance. You underserve yourself. It’s not a question of authority. It’s about your truest wealth.   I, I feel so much in you I, The feeling I cannot even describe It is the mystery of broken  love That had no way to die.   We later learn there is nothing…

       We all grow into adulthood with some form of issues with parental authority that affect our ability to meet life’s demands. To have guided you with personal attention, to have had them in touch with your soul when they gave you advice, would have made the difference. Now, as an adult, because of the way…

Watch God, I don’t need you often Just to watch over my healing Every night and day..   March to your own drummer They’ll get to Africa at home. I’m God’s prayer so I won’t leave my own. Let me then stand united On my agreement. To what? To heal the planet So that you…

He looked at me And sighed, “That’s mine.” Something sad to happiness Overdue in time.   Soft like that, Well, maybe so An accident May have humbled him too.   This is a life That does not rhyme. It is a poem That happened. It can happen to you, too Sometime.