Published in Move Me Poetry

·1 day ago

The Stars Will Align

“In The End, We Are Nothing But Moondust.”- Connie Song — Soft silhouettes across the sky, the moment is painted in luminescence for the wise. It sparkles and beacons to the naked eye, and dazzles in dust for the moon to arise. The night is lunar and quiet, and quick, to many seers that can feel the shift. An ethereal force…

Poetry

1 min read

Published in The Power of Poetry

·2 days ago

When There Are Lemons

Enjoy Life — Happiness shines in the best of times, Whether sore from the past since they are lemons and they’re limes. You must squeeze them all together all the feelings and the pain. In the face of stormy weather when you need a little rain. Just to make the lemonade. Turning pain to an upgrade. Rinsing life with just a sip. Just a sip…

Poetry

1 min read

Published in Scribe

·4 days ago

The Desert of Sandmandu

A Love Story — Day 1, He writes: I’m wandering the desert of Sandmandu. It’s hot and it’s windy, and the sky is bright and blue. I climb each dune and reminisce on the decision that I have made. The span of time between then and now, without any shade. This came to me in a dream, that…

Fiction

7 min read

Published in Move Me Poetry

·Aug 6

To Remember

And To Hold Dear…Poetry —

Poetry

1 min read

To Remember

And To Hold Dear…Poetry

Published in The Power of Poetry

·Aug 3

The Silence Of The Mornings

With Paper And Pen —

Poetry

1 min read

The Silence Of The Mornings

With Paper And Pen

Published in Scribe

·Aug 1

The Dark Enchantress of Elnomore

A Spooky Fairy Tale — There was a young girl who wandered the forest of Elnomore, The forest was known for its enchantments though magical creatures were never spotted before. But this particular young girl, knew of these stories of fairies, goblins, elves and more. She did not fear the foul creatures and knew, at a young age, adventure…

Fiction

4 min read

Published in Move Me Poetry

·Aug 1

Propinquity

From You To Me —

Poetry

1 min read

Propinquity

From You To Me

Published in The Power of Poetry

·Jul 27

Into The Forest

Where The Wanderers Go… — I met a man one day, who wore no shoes, no fear and no clothes. He would wander through the naked forest and share with the trees what he knows. And that he knows nothing but the serene, summer wind. That welcomes a calming gift within your heart, do not…

Poetry

1 min read

Published in Move Me Poetry

·Jul 26

In A Moment

Love Poetry —

Writing

1 min read

In A Moment

Love Poetry

Published in Wordsmith Library

·Jul 26

Stillness/A Reflection Of Self

The Stillness Never Knows What My Dear Dreams Seek..Or Does It? — If I was the summer heat, nature would know me, there is a stillness of silence that presents in running free. If I were a humble cloud, nature would know me, yet here I am, a soul, still learning who to be. We reflect all things, with nature’s love as our…

Poetry

1 min read