Thursday, October 19, 2017

beneath the surface

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beneath the surface of dark ocean waters
my heart still beats for my one
who has yet to reveal his face to me
I have searched across the seas
scanned many faces, kissed too many
lips that only left bitterness behind
although my face says I have given up
deep within there is a part of me
that still clings to such desires

Monday, October 16, 2017


it was the scent
of that cologne
that permeated
from the car
next to mine
that brought back
memories of you
flooding my mind
tears overflowed
I took a deep breath
to regain some
of my composure
to enter the store
without red eyes

Thursday, October 12, 2017

autumn's dream

"Trees in Forest during Sunset"
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I had a dream about you
and your soft kisses
under autumn’s light
I should have known
this would not last
for you were not here
when I opened my eyes
like a ghost you faded
into the mist of trees
before the snow came

Monday, October 9, 2017

with hope

with hope
I released you
into the wind
with prayers that
you would find
your way back
to my arms
every night
I sang to the moon
counting the years
that have passed
yet you have
not returned
maybe I should
just give up

Thursday, October 5, 2017

wanted to believe

a part of me wanted to believe
in you and every word you said
you made my heart crack open
after being closed for years
created butterflies that long ago
had dissipated into dust
you made the mornings brighter
helped me smile through 
mundane daily tasks and 
I would have taken the risk 
if you wanted to take it too
you made me feel special –
that someone out there 
wanted ba connection as well
you created a spark within
with your kind words, if only 
I could have believe in them
but the lies you told were
too bright to ignore

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Monday, October 2, 2017


the writing was written
clearly on the wall
and I felt the pull
of your heart away
from my grasp
but a part of me
didn’t want to face
reality until that
evening when you
said those words that
shattered my heart
into pieces

Thursday, September 28, 2017

to sleep is to dream

to sleep is to dream
that you are here
lying in my arms
the sun always shining
to moon comforting us
and this moment
lives on for infinity
never ending or pausing
it is a dream that I don’t
want to awake from
for reality is much
more harsher than this
at least in my dreams
you never leave me

Monday, September 25, 2017

spice of life

my high school English teacher
used to say that variety is
the spice of life
perhaps in a way it is true
for one can become bored
with the same old flavors
but sometimes that
familiar seasoning is what
helps keep the insanity away

- Dedicated to my high school English teacher, the late Mr. Leroy Washington

Thursday, September 21, 2017

eyes deep like oceans

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eyes deep like oceans
was the thing that pulled me in
now I am drowning
emotions not felt in years
trying to stay above waves

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

should I?

should I tell you
how I really feel?
should I lay all
my cards on the table
let the consequences
come into being?

should I stop shedding
tears over a dream
that may never 
become a reality?
should I reject fear 
and fly into the sky?

should I release old
goodbyes like fireflies
and collect new hellos
into mason jars?
should I open my heart
again, just this once?

- Written for dVerse Poetics: The answer is 42 where we are asked to write a poem consisting of only questions.  Come join in on the fun. 

Thursday, September 14, 2017

bottle of feelings

this feeling within
is taking over my heart
so to keep it safe
I poured all of my feelings
into a jar to keep closed

but there have been days
temptation had me thinking
of breaking that jar
releasing bottled passion
with hope to be well received

Photo by Alexas Fotos.
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Monday, September 11, 2017


cut me loose
from this pier
let me float
into vast seas
let me drift
towards sunsets
without a care
or concern
let me be free
to be completely
me and not
worry about
what others say
for only I
know what
lies within

Thursday, September 7, 2017


a crush?
I’m too old for that
well that is what
I tell myself
I’m too old
to have such dreams
and butterflies
in my tummy
I’m too wise
beyond my years
to have tingling
sensations come
across my skin
wherever I hear
or see your name
no, I’m too old
for this feeling
I already know
how this will end
another scar
another disappointment
another what if to add
to my collection box
but here I am
with this sensation
overwhelming me
covering my head
like high ocean waves
and I cannot stop
myself or this feeling
overtaking this heart
I thought long dead
a crush?
I’m too old for this 
aren't I?

Monday, September 4, 2017

autumn has come

autumn has come
and I find myself
waiting for you
to appear from the
sky to sweep me
off my feet

but those stories only
exist in fairytales
told to impressionable
girls instead of the
truth which is more
harsher to hear

autumn has come
and I watch the leaves
turn brown wondering
if my knight will appear
before I am lost to
winter’s embrace

Thursday, August 31, 2017


secret messages exchanged
has enticed me to dream
about being in your arms
under a summer night sky
across the room I catch your eyes
and your unspoken invitation
that no one else detects
I can no longer hold back
this growing swell of waves
so I let them crash over me

Monday, August 28, 2017


such lazy days
can be so rewarding
the summer breeze
in our hair
the sun kissing
our skin
your soft whispers
in my ear brings
me to a dream
that I wish never
to awake from
for being with you
is such a bliss

Thursday, August 24, 2017

last day of summer

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on the beach we sat
side by side
watching the sunset
hand in hand
we counted down
the time
we still had together                                                      
this night
for you would be gone
by tomorrow
I will still be here with
our promises
to never forget these days
and short nights

Monday, August 21, 2017


you were just a whisper
to the midnight sky and
I played my part well

I was just a simple rose
among many others you
eyed but never plucked

we were just a dream
that could only live
secured in our minds

to speak it out loud
would cause great
walls to tumble down

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Thursday, August 17, 2017

I wanted you

I always watched you from afar
like a star that I could not reach
how I wanted to be in your light
and be the one in your heart

I wanted you to look at me
like you looked at her, who was not me
how my heart ached every night
that you were unattainable

then the stars somehow aligned
and we crossed paths once more
this time I caught your eyes

now in your arms, made up dreams
becoming reality, so I close my eyes
to imprint this to memory

Monday, August 14, 2017

it was in a dream

it was in a dream
I found your warm eyes 
taking in mine making 
my heart burn inside
it was in those dreams
I fell in love with you
if only those memories
could have transferred
into real life I would
have been happy

Thursday, August 10, 2017

window shades

to the world I am
just an ordinary girl
who works everyday
paying her bills and
follows all the rules
but when I get home
I pull down my
opaque window shades
I remove my mask
revealing my true face
I released pinned up hair
shed my suit of armor
as the clothes slide off
my hidden roses spring
out into full bloom
I become the person
I was meant to be
one who needs not
explain or apologize
to anyone for being me

Photo Courtesy of pixabay.comPexels

Monday, August 7, 2017


I want something real
and true
with no filter
no photoshop
something I can hold
to feel its weight
smell its scent
something I can see
with my naked eyes
not behind glass screens

I want something real
and true
but it’s getting harder
to find such things
in a world that
is becoming more
virtual than actual
and slowly
I am losing hope
in such things

Thursday, August 3, 2017

you once had

you once had the key to my heart
when I gave you my single rose
winter came and took you away
my heart turned to snow and ice

Monday, July 31, 2017

when you fear love

I want to touch
his inner soul
and look deep
into his ocean eyes
but a part of me
is afraid to allow
myself to make
that plunge
my heart won’t
let me dive into
those waves
like last time
when I almost

Thursday, July 27, 2017

I have something to say

I have something to say
but I doubt anyone will hear it
it is hard to get my soft voice
to rise above the sound of
loud clashing and shouting
everyone trying to get in their
say as my tiny voice gets lost
among the tsunami waves

Monday, July 24, 2017

can we not let this night end?

can we not let this night end
and bottle this memory forever
forget reality and just pretend
can we not let this night end
the last hours we can extend
it will be our finest endeavor
can we not let this night end
and bottle this memory forever

"Vernazza sunset" 
Photo by Anders JildĂ©n on Unsplash

Thursday, July 20, 2017

summer evening

Photo by Chris Karidis on Unsplash

a summer evening
our boat drifts under the moon
in peaceful silence

Monday, July 17, 2017


I try to hold on to
hope that I will find
you before it's too late
but every passing day
my light flickers like
a distant lighthouse
trying to stay steady
so you may find me
before the night when
my light goes out

Thursday, July 13, 2017

heart of glass

a heart of glass
shattered into one
thousand pieces
a soft hand
with delicate fingers
piece it back
together like
a jigsaw puzzle
glue in hand
sealing those
jagged lines
make the heart
form into
one whole piece
so it may beat
once more

Monday, July 10, 2017

summer never lasts

summer never lasts
long enough
the days go by too past
the nights never wait
for us to collect stars
it flashes us her smile
and in an instant
she is gone

"Summer Light" by Susanne Nilsson
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Thursday, July 6, 2017

first kiss, second kiss

the first time
was a hurried thing
lips clashed against
one another like
waves upon rocks
but the second time
was much better
the electric touch of
your lips upon mine
made it all better

Monday, July 3, 2017


I believed every single word
you whispered into my ear
each smile you gifted me
under the morning sun
I believed every promise
that you would never leave
but time revealed true colors
when you removed your mask
and showed me your true face

Thursday, June 29, 2017

summer kiss

summer kisses
always taste better
in the moonlight

summer love
make hearts grow
fonder under the sun

summer days
always too short
and never last enough

Monday, June 26, 2017

touch me, tease me

touch me
with your melodies
let them fall against my skin
tease me
with hypnotic kisses
bringing me into a dream
teach me
those native words
that spring from your tongue
tell me
the words to our song
that we will sing for eternity


don’t touch me
if you intend to leave scars
behind when you burn me
don’t tease me
with sweet kisses you
you will collect back at sunrise
don’t teach me
the ways to your heart
when you plan to give it away
don’t tell me
this is forever when
it will only last for one night

Thursday, June 22, 2017

you promised me the moon and stars

you promised me the moon and stars
and I wanted to believe every word
but I knew in the end you would fall
and naively I listened to your hypnotic
voice falling for those seductive eyes
as you promised me the moon and stars

and I should have known better
this was not my first time yet
like a schoolgirl I fell for every line
I was hungry for love and was drawn
to you like a moth to flame when
you promised me the moon and stars

now I stand at the edge of the sea
watching my heart drift into the deep
once again you fly into those sunsets
that always leave me cold in the end
I wanted to believe every word when
you promised me the moon and stars

Photo by Nathan Anderson
courtesy of

Monday, June 19, 2017


in her leather purse
she always had peppermints
for a variety of remedies and
I knew where she kept them
even when I had too many
she would never scold me
but now she’s gone leaving
me with warm memories
of that nostalgic scent

Thursday, June 15, 2017

land of broken hearts

on a deserted island
I sit watching the sun
rise and set every day
as wounds in my heart
begin to heal

in solitude I try to
rebuild my soul within
torn down and shredded
by the daggers of
a heartbreaker

some nights I dream
about leaving this place
on a ship passing by
carrying me back home –
back to you

but I’ve been here too long
I’m getting use to solitude
the safety of this island
sparing me the risks
of falling in love again

I no longer look out
for that ship in the sea
memories of home fade
day and night I linger here
where pain can't reach me

Monday, June 12, 2017

tender kisses

your tender kisses
were sweeter than his
that night

I, lost in blisses
just did not listen
to right

now all my wishes
are lost and missing
in sight

Thursday, June 8, 2017

silent protest

as you held my hand
we took our last stand
for us

and our own plan
was to save our land
but thus

we could not withstand
and force to disband
sans fuss

- Written for dVerse Meeting the Bar - Lai It On! prompt where we are asked to write a lai poem, consisting of nine lines using "a" and "b" rhymes.  Come join the fun.

Monday, June 5, 2017

storm within

there is a storm
brewing inside her
she can hardly
contained it
it threatens to
overflow her veins
and spill out her
eyes and heart
as blood tears
when she sees how far
the world has fallen
into dark chaos
and shadows of hate

Thursday, June 1, 2017


you were the gift
that kept on giving
I become complacent
thinking you would
always be there
until you were gone
I realized how much
you meant to me
and Now I wish
I had told you then
instead of holding
the words within

"Rose in the hands" by George Hodan
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Monday, May 29, 2017


I tried to keep myself
all put together
but things happen
leaving me with scars
causing imperfections
on my face and skin
yet still I am who I am
flaws and all and
I can still be loved
despite broken lines
upon my soul

Thursday, May 25, 2017

spring mornings

I hear the birds chirping
outside my window
their melody awakening
my senses each morning
and it is that sound
that makes the mornings
easier knowing that
warmer days will arrive
shortly and summer
evenings will be spent
watching beautiful
sunsets in your arms

Monday, May 22, 2017

when I hear your voice

the sound of your voice
always takes me back
to when I was madly
in love with you
each time the timber
of your voice hits my ears
I forget all about the 
things that went wrong 
and only reminisce 
about the good times

Thursday, May 18, 2017

will you?

will you remember me
when I walk out the door?
will you think of me
on warm summer days?
will you want to hear my
voice under midnight stars?

or will you forget me
as easily as we forget snowflakes?
will visions of my face diminish
from your memory in time?
will you pass me by on the street
like a stranger in the night?

Forget-me-not flowers.  
Photo by Yana Ray
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Monday, May 15, 2017

Cemetery visits on Mother's Day

Photo by Brigitte Werner
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Every Spring I come out
and lay flowers on graves 
for Mother’s Day
I have done it for so long
that I have lost track of
the number of years
that have gone by

I’m sure the flowers
are not as lovely
as the ones before
yet I keep up the vigil
and soon I will add names 
to my flower list
for Mother’s Day

Thursday, May 11, 2017

forever waiting

was how long it seemed
that I waited for you
to sweep me off my feet
and into that grand 
fairytale castle on the hill

was how long I waited
from sunrises to sunsets
still believing that day
would come when dreams
would become realities

but forever
lasted too long for me
I lost all hope especially
when I removed rose colored
glasses and saw you for
the man you truly were

Monday, May 8, 2017

in the dark

our whispers
echo off walls
secret rendezvous
under midnight stars
hidden love letters
in mysterious boxes
it was all good
for awhile
until one of us
wanted to drag
the other
into the light
and that was
the breaking point
in this secret affair

Thursday, May 4, 2017

returning home

I went so far off chasing the clouds
that never stood still
and now I return to the place I once
desired to burn down
but it will be here that I reconnect
to the person I was before
I went after unattainable rainbows

Thatched cottage. Photo by Kaz
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Monday, May 1, 2017


it was the aroma of
sandalwood cologne
that pulled me
as he hooked his
claws into my skin
my insides burned
with the thought
of his touch
and I knew then
I was in too deep
but a part of me
did not mind

Thursday, April 27, 2017


I should have held
onto you a bit longer
I should have told
you what I felt
I should have laid
my heart on the table
I should have spoken
the words on my tongue

But I was too afraid
of your rejection
I was too afraid that
you would laugh at me
I was too afraid you
wouldn’t love me back
I was too afraid to release
those words on my tongue

And now I am full of regret
that I let you slip away
and now I wonder about
what could have been
and now I sit here pondering
on how to move on
and now I write love poems
instead of living them

 - Written in response to Writers' Digest Poetic Aside April 2017 PAD Challenge Day 26 in which one is tasked to write a poem about regret.

Monday, April 24, 2017

we stood still

we stood still by the river
waiting for you to appear
upon the hills
my heart waiting to burst
at the sight of you and
he was holding back
squeals of delight
but you never appeared
beyond the hills and
soon night encased us

"The lonesome river" by Greg Westfall
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- Written for dVerse Quadrille #31 "still".  Come join in on the fun.  

Thursday, April 20, 2017


I send you a postcard
with sunny skies
and white sands
telling you I’m
having a good time
but in reality
I miss you terribly
wish you were here
instead of back there
 the oceans I placed
between us only makes
the yearning in my heart
grow deeper

Photo by Christopher Flynn
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Monday, April 17, 2017

dancing palms

"Palm Tree" by Anna Langova
Courtesy of

to a hidden beat
the palm trees swayed side to side
like they were dancing

- Written for International Haiku Poetry Day.  Inspired by WD's Poetic Aside 2017 PAD Challenge Day 17: dance poem

Thursday, April 13, 2017

black sheep

I always stood out
like a black dot
on white linen tablecloth
never fitting into the puzzle
that my family tried to maintain

I’m sure they loved me
in their own special way
but I know they rather
have me fit in those family
portraits instead of sticking out

but love is eternal
love is nonjudgmental
love is all consuming
no matter what I know
they will love unconditionally

"Black Feathers" by George Hodan
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Monday, April 10, 2017

drizzle of tears

at first the tears began as drizzle
until I could no longer hold back
the swollen floodgates of tears
they poured out like monsoon rains
until my body and heart was depleted
of its light and now only sleep
can restore my drained soul

Thursday, April 6, 2017

beginnings and endings

beginnings are like
spring days when
beauty springs from
blossoming flowers
and the path of warm
days lie way ahead

but endings are like
late summer sunsets
when you know autumn
will soon arrive and
these carefree days
have come to an end

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Photo by Petr Kratochvil
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Monday, April 3, 2017


Photo by Jez Timms
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we played in shadows
under the belief
that it would never
come to light
but once I stepped out
of that shadowy place
all facades shattered
like glass

Thursday, March 30, 2017

love of my life?

he was the love of my life
but also the source of all my pain
because I could never have him
he was the far-flung star in the sky
that I could never reach and
the gem placed upon pedestals
that I could never live up to

Monday, March 27, 2017

red balloon

who would have thought
a red balloon could cause
such strife between siblings
but it did and we unleashed
our childish fury as we
both claimed the other
as the false storyteller
much to the chagrin of mom
who gave us a stern punishment

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Thursday, March 23, 2017


what is this feeling
this nagging inside me?
I don’t want to be a whore
but being a good girl
all the time gets lonely
so I chat and flirt a lot
collecting conversations
like flowers in a garden
sometimes my arms
gets overloaded and
they fall by the wayside
but that’s how things are
everything is transient
even lust and love
we all know the path
to love  is a battlefield
littered with severed limbs
bleeding hearts and
unraveled intestines
that can’t go back in
I have felt its sting
and have been the cause
of such gruesome injuries
I ask where did I go wrong
and why the ones you really
like never come back
yet my hearts want to believe
the One is just around the corner
but I have been to too many
corners and left disappointed

Monday, March 20, 2017

the morning after

she never intended
to fall into this
but his net caught her
like a fisherman
capturing a mermaid

he was not looking
only wanted to connect
to fill the void that was
eating away his spirit
leaving him so cold

slowly with seductive words
and soft electric touches
the hot desire drew them
into warm embraces and
midnight honey kisses

at early sunrise
they found themselves
in unfamiliar territory
knowing the clock
could not be turned back

Thursday, March 16, 2017

as good as dead

I was as good as dead
when he walked into the room that night
he took the breath out of my lungs
and all good reason escaped my brain
he was the light to my yearning flame
and the guiding star to my doom

Monday, March 13, 2017


he has awaken feelings deep inside 
that I thought were long dead
whether it’s love or lust 
I really do not care 
for he tastes like spring rain
and smells like summer sun
making my body hum to 
the beat of his drumming heart

Thursday, March 9, 2017

glass walls

he was drawn to me
like a moth to a flame
pressing against walls 
that I built long ago
now threatening to
come tumbling down 

he spoke poetic words
in a seductive voice
about my caramel skin
warm as a Carolina sun
lips sweet like mangos
from the Caribbean 

and my core wanted it –
to touch his inner flame
and feel alive again 
but my hesitant heart
still held onto memories
of broken promises 

my mind questioned
whether this was all real
or was it all a dream
that won’t last the night
and will diminish
into dust at sunrise 

I pressed against the glass
wanting to shatter it
into a million pieces 
yet I still wanted its
protection it had given
me all these years

Monday, March 6, 2017

Vibrant pink lotus flower.
Photo by
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from darkness
she rose above
the grave she
buried herself in
when she lost her way

breaking through 
the dirt she breathed 
in the free air
the dawn greeted
her eyes to the light
she had forsaken

more beautiful now
she walked towards
the sun waiting for her
with welcoming arms
rivers beckoning her
to remove the grime and
reveal her internal light