Beach Birds

Set me long into day where whispers glow children play beach birds fly For this is where my heart yearns to go bury sand between our toes your hand in mine chasing the light.

Natures Drama

Rain rapped on the window ten inches from my head like an angry neighbor, trying to wake me from a deep sleep. I rolled towards the sound, realizing that there was so much more happening beyond the shade. Dorothy and Toto could only endure the whipping wind accompanied by dancing cats and dogs in the…

Fading

I saw you, once sunny and bright and even thought I might be able to touch you but the distance is too great as you fade from brilliance.

From the Sea

I write to you from the sea where gulls soar upon blue waters an illusion of how near, yet far, you are to me.

Good Night, Good Morning

You are uniform, whether rise or fall, dawn or dusk You remain the same whether seen or unseen displaying an array of colors, that captivate. You are bright, warm, and I look forward to basking in you every day.  

Lilacs

If only you were a scratch and sniff, could I recant such a memory lingering long near your presence, while you make an impression on the senses filling my nostrils with your breath tasting your sweet intoxication on my tongue. And as I marvel at your beauty, scouring every inch of you, until I can…

Torn

I want to write, but I have no words to say, no thoughts provoked, no memories to recant. The urgency to produce is wild, reckless even. For though this chair holds me down, pulling words from the unknown, my view distracts and catapults me out into an enticing trance of intoxication.

Just One

It takes just one moment with you for me to grin my unmoored heart to flutter butterflies to dance. Just One.

Beyond Figures and Sunlight

You look but you don’t see right in front of you I stand your mind, elsewhere, beyond figures and sunlight.

Beyond the Surface

Looking beyond what is reflecting on the surface, will display what the light is doing, rather than what it is aimed at.

Blushing Text

My mistake to send you kisses while trying to send you hearts like the color of blooming pink flowers I shyly blush, revealing more than what’s been communicated.

Grateful

You pursue me, want me, desire me, have a purpose for me. Yet, over and over again, I’ve pushed You away, taken You for granted, stared You down, and locked You in a box like a treasure. It’s by grace You remain by my side, never changing as my life cycles like a roller coaster,…