Nature's Phenomena
…as each new season dwindles away, the power of Mother Nature can paint in another one, fleshed out with a mortal life, for all to see…
View Article~Wings~
enraptured by the swan ~ “But calm, white calm, was born into a swan…” ~ Elizabeth Coatsworth
View Article~Musings from the Heart of an Impassioned Daydreamer~
~...running amok into fields of reveries, and getting lost inside myriads of fantasies...~
View ArticleMy Quirk
I write on my flesh, emblazoning my whims on my arms and hands.As a writer, I can transform my pen into a study tool, a friend, a memory aid,or a poet. With my ink available anytime, I can easily jot...
View ArticlePerspectives
Perspectives are a sign of growth, signifying change. They can be applied to a plethora of things in our everyday lives. Outlooks don’t have to be limited to the biggest events in our lifetimes, for...
View ArticleGolden
In a world so full of tears and sounds, what will it take to turn Silence into gold?
View ArticleSunset Blues~
another veneration of the beautiful sunsets...with a personal twist in it as well
View ArticleTo Eat an Egg, You Must Break the Shell
A wise proverb states that “to eat an egg, you must break the shell.” My first cracks were instigated when a counselor asked me, “What’s the most interesting thing you did this week?” as I was playing...
View ArticleDoug and Mizan’s House (East River, 1993)
There’s been shadows of desolation for Doug and Mizan. Water pools on the blackened concrete, pools of sorrow for the world to watch. Litter lies dejectedly on the water’s edge, and Mizan seeks their...
View Articleaddiction (perspectives)
I'mfeastingupon thischocolatiershrapnel enlacingmy skull,butnot thisbramblingmolassespiercing throughmy cranium.
View Articlecheesecake
auburn crumbscondenselike wet sandbeneaththe softcolored seas,creamywatersin reposelay thickaway fromshores,their yellowwaves inslumberdiminishingbysilver,holdingmellowsweet jewelsof ripening charmsand...
View Articlechocolate feels
liquefied sweetnessdampening cheeks,creamiest texturesmelting into air,saccharine stickinessrooting till eternity,the brittlest sugardecaying with a sound......encased inside a smooth auburn shell
View ArticleA Tale of Silence and Sound
She swears-upon porcelain birds who sing in the language of Twinkling Gold-that winged lullabies from her music box can nest her tranquility. Their clinking feathers stitch the movements of a figurine...
View ArticleGentle Intoxication
Incredibly flowery prose that I needed to get out of my system; written during my high school years
View Articleheartburn's release
coiled heartstringsfrom inside mybosom ~once hischarcoal ringletspurring alongmy collarbones ~now comeundone,untangling myfingers from thisoscillatingsternum
View ArticleParasol
zephyrs lay dampeningmy ebony carapace,shriveling up mychitinous peelabove atenuous rib cage s p l &nb..
View Articlenight scene
Aphrodite’s pendulumpivots the lunar hide -illuminating limbsentangled in tandem -who dreams oftorquing hipbones conglomeratingbeneath the night’s pearly moon,sifting through the sapphiresobscuring...
View Articletelling time
Handmade melodiescrescendo abovecircular peccadilloesnumerically embalmed,their rhythmic throbbingsdwindling beneaththe sundriest frequenciesentangling withinundulating eternities.
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