Earth’s Confetti

I am amongst earth’s confetti. I stand above it, stroking its rustic colors with my eyes and embracing its beginning and end. When I am emerged in it, my feet crush its leaves trail after trail, while I inhale its essence deep within my soul; tasting its sweetness on my palate and filling me with…

Places We Savor

Softly tender words f a l l from my lips. I speak to no one but myself secretly hoping you will hear them embrace them and return to where our feet stepped upon lapping waters, in places we savor color washing ashore, where laughter filled our lungs, and smiles broke the silence between awkward and…

Not Your Wings

Bumble and tumble butterfly bee the wind will blow you sideways least you expect thee. Flutter, flit, and fight don’t let up you’ll see your strength is in your heart not your wings.  

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.


dangle from the hem jingle, jangle jingle, jangle through clouds of dust and rose gardens jingle, jangle jingle, jangle nearer I can hear her coming closing the gap between jingle, jangle jingle, jangle little toes appear in my view she bends for a moment the light catching her curly auburn hair a blaze as she…


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…


You and I are snailing into We Two exposed through Our shared likeness. We is better than You and I, for where You is stronger and I is weak I is stronger where You is weak. We is not becoming one, there isn’t any room for that. We is We, every changing pieces of a…


You fill my senses buttery hot corn popping salted savory like air in the hand and weightless on the tongue.

Patch Work

Cynical walls build back around my heart, where you tore them down. Like patch work, each stone is put back into place, while variances of purple rise and fall from the sky.

Holding Hands

Come. Touch my finger tips intertwine your fingers with mine lean your palm close, until your warmth moves through me, and there is no space between you&I. Let us conquer what we both have been running from the fear of rejection.

Rushing Waves

May it be of luck and wishes when stars align and my heart misses the sight of you when it’s been too long meet me at the seashore once more for song and dance as we run from rushing waves.  

Come, Sit with Me

Come, sit with me for awhile. We can hunker down here, amongst rolling grains of sand, huddled together for warmth under abstract rays of sunshine. You can tell me of stories long before, and I’ll tell you mine, while we are mesmerized by the movement of water, far beyond our reach. Far out in the…