Edna St. Vincent Millay

As to some lovely temple, tenantless Long since, that once was sweet with shivering brass, Knowing well its altars ruined and the grass Grown up between the stones, yet from excess Of grief hard driven, or great loneliness,… Read More

Lavenders in the Breeze

The fragrance of you In my mind inescapable. The wind carries you to me, Lavenders in the breeze. In an instant transported Back against your chest Arms wrapped around The last time I truly felt Contentment in who… Read More

Midnight Creature

  Midnight creature, lost and alone All it wants is to find its way home Never realizing away it has been thrown  

Mind’s Eye

When I was a child, I never thought I’d reach twenty-five, I’d just never felt all that alive. When I reached the age I’d never thought so, I will admit for a while – it was touch and… Read More

an answer to Why?

My constant companion, Never far from sight, Always there for just in case, How rarely you see the light. An Idea of what could be, a future For the two of us, you and me. Grand plans created… Read More

Long after you are gone

Long after you are gone, I feel the presence of where you used to be.

Together, you and me

I can still remember The first day I ever saw you Standing there so Self-assured I filled with such doubt Of who I was And could yet be But you always knew Always could see That part of… Read More

And Fade Away

A day’s happiness gone In an instant. The exact moment I see your face, only can you such a thing do. Your negativity reaching out, Searching for a new victim to invade, To spread out and propagate, A… Read More

Rise and Shine

It’s like a sickness. A raised temperature, An unfocused delirium, A feeling of coming death. Midnight creature, forced, Awakened at unnatural Hours of the day In a battle for survival. A sense of nausea Unable to be quashed… Read More

Rainy Day Ruminations

It’s been a rainy couple of days lately, and I couldn’t help thinking of one of my favorite poems to get me through it. If thou of fortune be bereft, and in thy store there be but left… Read More


Such Envy, I have. For those with no doubt. For whom life’s plan is clear. A destination, clearly, seen at the end. For those who walk on level ground, Stable ground with no pitfalls or detours. Such Envy,… Read More

A Question of Self

Three women sitting down together Each discussing their lives All are separate yet All are the same. A three-sided mirror sits Each face waiting to reflect An image. The first face – always uncovered Catches the sun’s rays… Read More