The Sun and The Horizon

At last the sun and the horizon meet, the smoldering giant coming to rest for the day the unfaltering horizon providing a resting place  Off they go into the darkness of the night.    I am the sun and you are my horizon,  You are a perpetual stretch of landscape  for me to lay my…

Tonight I Will Dream of You

Tonight I will dream of you, your hands, your mouth, your body. Tonight you will be a slave for my mind, you will be at my mercy. Tonight I will dream of you and my dreams will be so intense that the moon will be jealous of me, her blue light will shine down enviously…

The Overused Hour

It’s three am, the overused hour, the star of so many poetry pieces and sad songs, and yet here I lie writing about it once more. I am in my bed, my blankets hug me and the spring moon shines in through the window I do not cry, I am not suffering, just suspended in…

Those Eyes

Damn those eyes, that with such innocence looked upon me without knowing how instantly they had captured my heart in their stare. Condemn those irises and their ever flowing green waters lined with oh so rich silt nourishing the pupils that lay behind. I should have known my heart would be stolen and caged behind…

Insomnia

I have welcomed insomnia into my bed with the moonlight that comes through my window, it talks in my ears and tries to make me do something I do not want. The sultan moon forcefully enters into my room robbing me of the darkness that I need to keep sleep with me . It makes…

I write the poetry I cannot live

I write the poetry I cannot live. I write about love but I don’t have any. I write about freedom but I am caged. I write about happiness; it has escaped me. With my pen atop pristine white pages the ink that is transferred as markings on the paper transforms into beauty, love and light,…

Where The Gardenias Grow

When I was younger I dreamt of a special place. A place like no other, every night I dreamt it. It was a place full of happiness it was a place where I always found love. I remember closing my eyes and immediately feeling the coolness of the air and breathe and fill my lungs…

Fireflies

I lay outside in the chilly dark night in, outside of my home up in the mountains, the coolness of the night falls on me like an invisible fog. Up in the sky stars sparkle in contrast to the dark blanket behind them. Around me the light from the moon shimmers on the leaves of…

The Darkness Which Affects Us

“They were filled with rage. All they really knew were two darknesses, the darkness of their lives, which was now closing in on them, and the darkness of the movies ,which had blinded them to that other darkness, and in which they now, vindictively, dreamed, at once more together than they were at any other…

There Was a Time

There was a time when the air was winged with desire and the soil was seeded with love and the water was infused with passion. In my eyes the seasons changed turning from emerald to copper to gray. In my heart the seasons drained away, taking with their running waters, it’s love. The great gray…

The Dreamer

There are days when my mind likes to wander and visit unrealistic worlds, magical worlds that only in my dreams can exist, things that only in dreams can come true. My mind envisions fairy tales and myths come alive in my own life; their fortunate happenings are my own, and I always receive the happy…