I don’t want to be a link On this chain of misery Forged from blood Of broken hearts Twisted and rusted From endless tears ...

Firm hands steady anxious hips with moist lips awaiting quivering kisses   Press your face against my lace and let my body sing   ...

Martha-Marie changed her gait when she fell and broke the gate.   This ain’t no delightful tale of cute Fi-Fi’s little tail.   The ...

Monochromatic color splayed like a smudge on the horizon.  A cardinal flits across my view. A bright red fleck in snow.

Death, my old foe Kindly released me from this mortal flesh Prone to disease and decay Set free, my soul to roam Not anchored ...

You are a treasure, Don’t sell your golden heart to The wrong jeweler  

Mother opened her book To teach from the scripture About men with hardened hearts Who speak volumes but never listen It ended in tragedy ...

I long for you in the shadows dream of you at night   Wonder what you’re thinking and if your day is alright   ...

Dandelion pompoms Adrift in the breeze Each sprightly seed A nimble cheerleader spreading Spring’s spirited message Of a triumphant return Defeating Winter’s grey depressed ...

My husband is gone, Sealed himself up, cocooning Any love, affection Like I’ll live in a desert Then never ask for the rain.