Contemporary Poems
To Find Fullness Not all beaches are all sand. Some have rocks, shined-up by wind and friends. To the common eye, they look as new as ever. Washed over by waves that instinctively express their own freedom to be. Poking holes at hollows in the shore before breaking —into mist. …
Petit Rose Laying the length of my hand. Teasing with softness at your head as I roll you over. Reveling in the remnants of sunship and handling light so well. Selected at prime. The peak of essence. One day to be gone, with the last of fragrance. Life’s work done. A coquettish …
Desires Have Movements Why must I tremble so when ultimately I know, I must be dust. It is because of desires. I’m sure. If only they had the courage to turn and face me. Perhaps, stride beside me, and dabble in a sweep of conversation. Tell me their proper names. And not …
Dance Red Lady. Dance From the first clack. It is no longer about pleasing a seated audience. It is about pleasing your moving soul. With lips pulled tense and hips at the ready. Make the right foot want to know the left. Boots mirror spotlight shine. Boots flash back light …