Dreams turning on like overhead lights Flickering off, then on, then off again An endless cycle of love, loss, and pain Eyelids fluttering full-speed Like a transatlantic train in the night Twisting and turning in caverns bright Yet lost to uninitiated eyes No alibis for the wandering mind The passing of the misty hours Drowning … Continue reading Revelatory: A Poem
Pointe to pointe Toes dancing on a puff of air His body glides to hers She waits, pliant and willing For a kiss, paused in time Her hand reaches for his A perfect fit, it seems For nimble souls to tread In each other’s company Pointe to pointe She slides into his embrace Perfect strangers, … Continue reading Pointe to Pointe: A Poem (Inspired by a portrait oil painting)
Like an army waiting for war We are at rest Ready if called But at rest And if tomorrow comes early We will meet it at dusk We will put it to rest Like a bee before it stings We are at rest Angry at our inactivity But at rest Fractured by patience Waiting by … Continue reading At Rest: A Poem (Inspired by Jan Miel’s “Hunters at Rest”)
Words as distant lights Never shining on his corner of paradise Wrapped in shrouds of fear and determination A blanket covering his bony shoulders A cough, throaty, phlegm-filled escapes his chapped lips Corner of 15th and Girard Home An old box from Sears rain-soaked Clothes soggy from the moisture that has seeped through Seeping into … Continue reading Philadelphia: A Poem
Glittering reflection shining on cool, calm waters Extending both north and south of the shore Old-fashioned avenues juxtaposed for show Jutting high into the air above Étretat. Three identical boats dock, though untethered Pointing toward the horizon of a new day Cellophane clouds float past in clear skies Wishing for conscious release. She peers out … Continue reading The Scene Remains: A Poem (inspired by Monet’s landscape painting)
The ships in the bay are docked at noon, they say, Hibernating for a winter that will never come They sit in their slips Like girls on holiday Gathering the sun’s rays, close and guarded Dreaming of better days In seas of golden green Like leaves of grass And long lost loves forsworn Until late … Continue reading On Holiday: A Poem
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