Poetry

Standing on the soft beach, The shining Pacific tide Laps at my feet And turquoise waters, warm, Rhythmic, pulsing, Invite me in. Small stones ride with the tide, Rushing helter skelter on the beach Tumbled, smoothed and redefined, All their … Read More

From year 2000, the New Age of Light, Time for humanity to make things right. No more self-centered, overblown ego, Increase unity awareness, tame the libido. World issues of war and famine are pressing, Power hungry terrorists are possessing Too … Read More

My footsteps echo on wintered steps, Cold, crinkled leaves crunch underfoot; The crisp night air chills my face And the circling wind pierces my ears. Roadside lamps glimmer down upon Central Park’s enraptured angel Towering in eight foot height, Astride, … Read More

Father Willow of towering strength Leans out at the lakeside edge Holding firm above the water, His tendrils sweep upon the surface Despite missing limbs and precarious balance. Mother Willow stands more erect close by, Less tall and of lighter … Read More

Hell is what you name it, What you expect, will be, Hell comes from inside of you, Then manifests externally. Hell is always waiting To move in dire attack, Hell is what you allow Through a mentality of lack. Hell … Read More

Malachite, Malachite, Man of Green, The craziest spirit I’ve never seen, Strewing petals at my feet Of precious daisies smelling sweet. Malachite, Malachite, out of time, Without limitation, with soul divine, Living beyond the construct’s veil, “Breathe Beloved, inhale, exhale.” … Read More

Did the pin prick to your finger Cause your blood to flow? Did not your body’s intelligence Send a message of pain? Is the pain, although invisible, Less than a reality? Did you smell the water-laden fir trees Leaning on … Read More

Chaos, unsynchronized, rolling, clashing, Without rhythm or forethought, Breaks backs and hearts, Leaves debris in its wake. Following design, pattern and focus Weaves a tapestry of forces To culminate in a point, An achievable idea. First in mind, then kept … Read More

Granite grey clouds, like dull quartz inclusions, Drift across New York’s skyline Obscuring sunny skies from view. Once grassy slopes, now slick mud patches, Invite scampering dogs, who leave Dark paw-prints on matt concrete. Low City sounds thud to the … Read More

No enlivening vibration To cheer my soul The breath of life Appears withdrawn, Yet I am breathing still. My senses feel deprived Of former bliss, I feel alone In a void universe, Yet I know I am loved. The spark … Read More