Come with me, my sisters; come with me to paradise. Follow me through the shadows to the sanctity of the midnight garden. I will ...

Sometimes, I wish to pause time, Just to spend forever with those I love. Many times, I wish we stay stuck in a moment, ...

Why is the crowCarrying such a large twig?It is not nest building time. Maybe a strengthening rod,To help hold the new chicksIn their cozy ...

Four reasons to call on your ancestors.

Mid-morning, and I could not seeThe daytime moonWhite, wispy cloudsWere shrouding my view I must be going out of my mind.I stood there thinking, ...

I’m putting all the notes together. I’m raising the highs and dropping the lows. It all has to synchronize perfectly. I can’t let them ...

Every rock I kicked asideEtched her moon-washed shadowAcross the distant sky Every stone I bounced over the wavesMirrored her olive eyesWithin my bleary dreams ...

A poem about dealing with creative burnout

Wheelchairs cruising along dim hallways,the heels of white-cloaked saintsclicking with each deliberate step,carrying trays of food and medicine. A wailing newborn cry echoes among ...

I see cosmic typhoons and tycoons wandering under the purple moon near the edges of a blue lagoon playing their loud double bassoons  I feel like a ...