Saturday, December 6, 2014



Sorrow drenched
Heart rending
Silence, the weapon chosen
Dropped prostrate
Hands clenched
In a sycophant’s devotion
Wolves cozen
Blind victim
Falls quarry to the fallacies
Missteps created
Regret entrenched
Upon waking to realities
Truths revealed
Endure mistrust
The spinning web commences.
Deceits exposed
Web unravels
Time to suffer consequences.
Souls asunder
Spirits hewed
Absolution sought by supplication.
Pardon rebuffed
Bridges burned
Life in disintegration.
Exile ensues
Chapter closes
A lasting bond forgone
Propelling forward
No reminiscing
Only thing to do “move on.”

Saturday, July 14, 2012


the depths of affection
my mouth refuses to divulge

words held captive
just behind my lips


the libretto unspoken
song unsung

known only to me
and the whispers of my heart

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

I am a Diamond

Not transparent as plate glass or spring water

Flawed, but exceptional in my imperfections

Profoundly rare; singular in every way

Asymmetrical, facets not always sparkling

Blemished, but beautiful, radiant, resilient

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Something new...

Feeling a bit angsty, I threw together a quick poem.   I slapped it down in about three minutes flat (okay, maybe five) but I was feeling it and it was feeling me and it was just meant to be.  Maybe I'll edit it later.  Feel free to leave your comments.

S  t  r  e  t  c  h   M  e
S t r e t c h me 
this way and that
Up and down, side to side, back and forth
Tell me you love me, tell me you hate me
Tell me I’m worthless, tell me I’m great
I want nothing
Just my sanity
my freedom
to make my own choices
my own mistakes
I’m no longer sixteen
The girl on your lap
The girl in your bed
The girl in your head
I’m not numb any more
Nor passive
 Nor quiet
I’m living
And breathing
And I rather like it
So s t r e t c h me 
this way and that
Up and down, side to side, back and forth
It matters no longer
And I may be reckless, I may be unbalanced
But it comes down to this
I…am… being.

Saturday, May 1, 2010


you slip through my fingers
grain by grain
like sand
like slow death
steal away
nothing left
but ash and memories
and false hopes
On a beach
under a gray sky
looking out over an empty ocean
I wait in vain
For your return
But the waves
They crash in
leaving nothing
but grooves in the shore.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Risking It All

it pains you
more than birth or death

folds you in a box
in the dark in the light

beaming, hazing

it elates and disheartens
brings you to tears
it charms, it pleases
makes and breaks

and reels and spins

it’s a top

a pendulum
a perpetual dance

to a beating drum in my ears

you want it to stop
but it’s vital like air

and you know in the end
you'll be wanting or sated
but you say to yourself
it’s a risk that’s worth taking.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010


Since I didn't blog today...

At my lowest

you found me.


Wrapped arms of steel

around me.


Stifled by fear,

leaden wings.


A captive bird

no longer sings.