Narcissus, hyacinthsnowdrops, tulips -above the dirttheir little heads poke Not to be outdonethe dandelions sproutsure of themselvesthey know their worth.They fill the fieldscarefree, unabashedas bright as sunshinestretch the golden flood – a feast for the beesfood for the hungryrelief for the achypetals to dye forintoxicating liquorbane of the lawnmowera harbinger of wishesa torrent of sneezesaContinue reading “LITTLE DANDIES”
Category Archives: Poems
GOING HOME
The day is done her shift is over she treads the path in the edge of twilight she lets fall her mask unburdens her load finds herself – bare, unadorned, light – like a dandelion seed she soars towards the love of her soul. ****** Linking with DVERSE POETS PUB’s Quadrille #172 – “Shift”
AUTUMNAL
A lonesome bird sings the evensonghis frantic wings beating towards home.I count my treasures in the darkwhere suggestible senses hold little sway.Moments tumbled through my fingers,flickering shadows danced by candlelight.Would that I could keep only joyful moments;somehow laughter and tears look alike in the lens of time.Could a rose be parted from her thorns andContinue reading “AUTUMNAL”
SECRET
Your name was carved in my heart Long before I fell in love Its sound rolled as velvet in my tongue Its form gave art to my hand. And yet, and yet no one knew About this spell that turns my day From gloom to magic in a breath This secret I buried, deep within,Continue reading “SECRET”
MUSINGS
The days become a giant clock and I, its moving hand, marking the hour remembering the time, the same as what is gone, the same as what is to come. Days, hours minutes fold into each other indistinguishable. Perhaps, it is all a trick of the mind – the walls preserve life, the walls takeContinue reading “MUSINGS”
OCTOBER
-i- Dahlias stand upright against Autumn skieslong after the sunflowers have fallen;Flowers have turned to fruits,empty spaces grow in the garden. -ii- Flowered teapots speak of happy days,sit pretty in the cupboardswaiting for the daysteeped in friendship and reminiscence. -iii- Voiceless faces roam the wildernessdrowning in words, seeking truthheavy hearts seek solace in a driftingContinue reading “OCTOBER”
TO A HYDRANGEA PAST ITS PRIME
You have lost the vibrance of your huesYour blushing pink, sweet lavender, or sky blueHave long faded into sage green leavingFaint traces of what you once wereHinting of what will be. Veins on your petals writeAll the summer days and all the stormy daysThat deepened your roots. You have changedYou are changingYet in this worldContinue reading “TO A HYDRANGEA PAST ITS PRIME”
SEASONS
Sunflower, bent with age, lets fall her seedsSeptember brought the chill to August’s swelter Summer’s grandeur is on the wane, and ISquirrel away its taste and fragrance Serene is the sunlight filtering through the windowShining on memories Songs and words have forgottenSolitude hovers in the horizon Sparrows dance a merry dance for the seeds inContinue reading “SEASONS”
WHEREVER THE SUNFLOWERS ARE
Wherever the sunflowers are is summer calling the butterflies to feast and the gold finch to sing Wherever the sunflowers are is cheer neither night nor stormy days could dim Guileless faces, untouched by care, in their heart is the certitude the sun is always there.
HAPPINESS
A party of blue jays flew over my headinto the forest, going home for the night I chase happiness flying with fresh wingsand dream of it well into the night I ran here and there until the lights went outSitting by my window, I stared down the night Stars glistened, the half moon smilednightContinue reading “HAPPINESS”
MY WALL 