Monday, January 13, 2020


are the opaline clouds
salty foam from the roar of the ocean waves
beating my wild moon heart

and if i have to choose 
you (again)

i'll embrace your dewdrops
absorb your words as rain
and brush your ash over my singed skin 

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson.  This is a 44 word post with the chose word, ROAR.   Thanks for the visit. 

Thursday, January 9, 2020

snow moon

your kiss is a sonnet
wild juniper berries in tonic
from your heartbeat 
you give me garden of verses 
unrhymed poetry, earnest light

               moon tides, my lungs on fire, milk flowers turn red 

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- OpenLinkNight.   Please join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.

Tuesday, January 7, 2020

when the muse is in/out of sync with the moon-

i got passionfruit
    road-raging my throat

i want to spit it out
    a drake-inspired pop song

or a gluten free vegan cake
    by Rashmi's Bakery

but instead it goes down
    my bile & belly, ignites

all my anxieties, stirs up
    seasonal blues as crystal moon

rises from the seawater 
    & muse,  earth-bound

splutters ink, burns the air
    with bright bluish green flames-

    of all my silvery dreams 

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Poetics - Let's Get Elemental- Hosted by Sarah.  Join us when the pub doors open by 3pm EST.   

Thursday, December 19, 2019

a Christmas gift

Muffle out the mean tweets
Mute the offensive comments
Cleanse the eyes from viral hate
Stay off social media, it's not too late

Listen to bird songs & buzzing bees
As winter storm brings deep freeze
Breathe in fresh pines & scented candles
Curl into the warmth of the blankets & carol

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Meet the Bar With Gift Rhymes, Hosted by Bjorn Rudberg.
My last post for the year!   Merry Christmas!  Happy Holidays!!!!

Monday, December 16, 2019

last quarter moon

maple trees are
white-coated as clouds

while strings of christmas
lights sway to chilly wind

windows are darkening
their frames

the room becomes soft
pixel-dusted by starlight

i lean in  
our eyes

catch the moon tide, 

& you turn, keening to your 

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrilled hosted by Lillian.  This is a 44 word post, with the given word, glow.  Join us for our last week of hosting before our 2 week holiday break.  Thanks for the visit.

Thursday, December 12, 2019

December days

i don't measure the days
     white-ashed clouds & snow
piles up my garden
     & ghosts the nights of faded ink
instead i marvel at every

sunrise, hint of savage pink
     crowing gloriously of spring songs
& beat of your nectarine heart
     in the wild abandon of the dance

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Join us for our last OLN for 2019.    Thanks for your visits and comments.

Thursday, November 28, 2019


you stride with your walking stick
left to right, left to right, along corners
up the stairs & alleys
along subway doors

i can't imagine what you may not see-
not this winter season full of greys 
but the magic of spring
young gazelle, 
raising your face to raindrops

i know you believe in angels 
you see, i see not one, not two but many
hands, including myself 
reining you from falling onto the tracks
guiding you along
wishing you nothing but good
along your journey 

white hawk on tree
silent sentinel on the watch-
my morning, a gift-

Posted for dVerse OpenLinkNight.   Happy Thanksgiving to our US friends!  Thanks for joining in when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.

Monday, November 18, 2019

November morning

i shiver
my skin grows out from darkness
ghostly pale silvery moonglow turns
lightning hues of rose lavender blades

a blossoming of perfume
petals unfold, fingers of clouds & stardust
a beauty unimaginable
at the crack of dawn

i rise
raindew on my eyelids

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille.  This is a 44 word post with the given word - CRACK. Thanks for your visit.

Monday, November 4, 2019

notes to myself


 the bluebird swelling with songs as sun rises

 the tide storm dancing with kelp

 the pearl drops on fallen maple leaves

 the electric guitar strings of wind's murmurings

 the light keeper in darkest of nights 


 madly in love with life

 unapologetically, myself 

Grace@Everyday Amazing

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Kim Russell.  This is a 44 word post with the given word - KEEP.  

Monday, October 28, 2019

the moon, the sole witness

Her eyelashes are heavy by restless nights.   The backpack strains her shoulders as she nears the destination.

She walks faster now, knowing the path towards the forest trees with giant roots climbing out of boulders.   The shadows are draping every crevice.   This is the barrenness of harvest or pestilence.   She almost lost her bearings.

You can't stop now (voice in her head).

She steps into the clearing of stones.   (Only the wind hears his whispers).   Taking out a black case from her bag, she reaches for the knife.   His knife, bold & black, pressing familiar on her palm.     

There is no hesitation - she plunges the knife & breaks the case.   Small bones and dust caved into tunnel beneath.   The ancient trees will bury the remnants of her broken promises - finally. 

After a long exhale, she retreats, growing smaller as a candle light.                

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Prosery, hosted by Bjorn Rudberg.    This is a word post less than 144 with the given line:  This is the barrenness of harvest or pestilence from All Hallows by Louise Gluck.