Poem: Blue Moon Rising

Pulsating sinuous strands Spread along sandy flesh Like a lover’s luxuriant tresses across a pillow The approaching lantern of fertility Brightens the aching heart Drains away negativity Positive tingles prickle the spine Musky incense tantalizes the tongue Face into the wind and listen The blue moon’s siren call Echoes throughout the briny deep Silky steps …

Poem: The Sea of Mortality

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. – Oscar Wilde Our body-vessel carries our spirit Atop the crests and troughs of time The vast cerulean sea of mortality Challenges convictions and shatters delusions The fabric of ephemeral awareness Propels the seeker ever-onward Vigilant eyes and resolute hands …

Sonnet to the Rosy Dawn

The golden chariot of rosy dawn Appears over the deep indigo sea Her team of swift radiant steeds drive on As sweet serenity swirls around me Eternal goddess bringer of daylight Arrives upon a salty perfumed breeze Bright visage scatters the demons of night While her warm embrace sets hearts at ease Eos, shining sister …

Ode to My Kite Soul

This body in which I live has ripened to maturity Once supple flesh strains against the yoke of time Outflowing years sculpt my well-seasoned visage Every day I open my eyes is a good day My essence is ever-reaching beyond this tangible frame Entering the green tabernacle I unpack my kite soul Folded within my …

Rapture on the Shore: A Sonnet

A lone spirit wanders the foamy line Heart adrift, floating between sand and sea Trod shattered mountains and slick gems of brine Timeless messengers take my soul to thee Mortal coil spun between heaven and earth Escape the unreal web of illusions Draped over my innocent eyes since birth Uncover the mystic in seclusion Touching …

Winter’s Final Interlude: a poem

The songbirds’ fanfare has sounded Winter’s frosty interludes last days not weeks Hints of green speckle the dry, golden grass While daylight’s performances grow longer The rustle of cracking seeds and curling roots Resounds beneath the thawing ground Rejuvenated souls stir from their slumber And pull back their immaculate blankets Warm breezes join hands with …

Dante’s Fire Escape: the passing of a great poet/publisher/artist/man

Poetry is a flower of an instant in eternity… Poetry can be heard at manhole covers, echoing up Dante’s fire escape. Lawrence Ferlinghetti Lawrence Ferlinghetti passed away this week at the age of 101 years old. Ferlinghetti was a poet, publisher, painter, and co-founder of the very famous City Lights Bookstore in San Francisco. He …

Luminous Lotus of Love: a Poem

Floating in my lotus boat Drifting on the cosmic sea Upon my soul I wrote This vow of love to thee Sail into the sparkling light Guided by my compass heart I find there my lovely sprite And a loving world does start We two are one forever Nothing can break us apart Together we …

Inoculation of Dreams: a poem

There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life. – Federico Fellini Dreams manifest reality. There were no radios, TVs, computers, wheels, forks, shoes, pots or pans before someone dreamed them into existence. Turn to nature to see the absence of the artificial. Only humans create and leave …

Winter Blooming Plum

A poem dedicated to hope The gray-white dome of tyrannical winter descends Pounds the windows and walls with bluster Chases the sun and stars from the heavens Bare branches bend to winter’s bitter will While the tremulous blooming plum Glitters golden hope midst the gloom A swirl of lace-winged fairies Lift the curtain unto reverie …