Not Alone

Today I saw you die.

I was there in your last moments
as you writhed and shook,
and then slowly gave up;
your wings gently coming to rest
peacefully on the window sill.

Even though there was no other moth
present to share your final moment,

you were not alone.




Written Friday, November 18, 2016 - 8:51am

Your colours

Lemon.
Turquoise.
Magenta.

The day begins bright and full of youthful energy.
It moves calmly as time ticks on the wall like the tide.
And night arrives blazing as you ignite me.




Written Wednesday, August 1, 2012 - 10:21pm

IOUS

Glorious.
Notorious.
Gregarious.
Hilarious.
Delirious.
Imperious.
Uproarious.
Victorious.

We are.




Written Friday, March 23, 2012 - 2:13pm

For Javier

You have recaptured your innocence
in finding your maturity.

You have recaptured your excitement
in finding your peace.

You have recaptured your fortitude
in finding your stillness.

You have recaptured your heart
in finding your new song.




Written Tuesday, March 20, 2012 - 10:46pm

My love

How lovely is your love, my love.

How delicious your smile.

How exquisite your voice.




Written Monday, March 19, 2012 - 1:05am

We are...

We are the product of our memories,
those in the past and those in the future.




Written Friday, March 18, 2016 - 3:12am

Across this distance

Your anxiety is making me anxious
Your pain is hurting me
Going round this cycle again
of repetitive misunderstandings
when we really just want
the same thing

To hear the voice
of the one we love
across this distance




Written Saturday, March 17, 2012 - 10:14am

Nowhere Boy

Love is so exquisitely painful
Love is so exquisitely beautiful
Those distant childhood memories
Flooding back like dreams at night
In light of those mirages of love and life
Suddenly your senseless actions
Actually make a little sense

If you had been part of a
normal family, a normal life,
Perhaps you might have always been
a normal person instead of
the man that you became,

a man who inspired the world.




Written Wednesday, March 14, 2012 - 1:19pm
after watching "nowhere boy"

Tick, tick, tick

Tick, tick, tick
Check my list
All the things
I have to do

Or do I have to?
Yes I do
To keep my mind
so occupied
that it's easier
to be alone

Missing you
but living life
thinking of you
thinking of us



Written Monday, March 12, 2012 - 10:26pm

On the streets

Hustling on the street
the hundreds of legs that move
so quickly, weaving in and out
of oncoming traffic, a bundle of
sneakers, pumps, boots and heels
that are jostling, vying for attention.

In these busy market streets
it seems the order of the day
is proving what you have inside
by what you wore today.




Written Sunday, March 11, 2012 - 10:52pm

Stretch

There is a dull ache in my back from sitting too long.
There is a kink in my neck from staring at the screen.
My body is crying for attention, my bones are crying to be shaken.
Feeling like I need to stretch until my spine
can pop out of this stiff shell
and be limber again.



Written Thursday, March 8, 2012 - 10:11pm

The...

The end of an era.
The final chapter.
The setting sun.
The ebbing tide.
The last breath.
The dying journey.
The nightfall.

The turn of a new page.
The beginning of the story.
The rising sun.
The flowing tide.
The first breath.
The fresh adventure.
The brand new day.



Written Wednesday, March 7, 2012 - 1:06am

Siblings

Those souls that floated towards
the same moonbeam that you chose.

Those hearts that can echo your
innermost thoughts without a sound.

Those eyes that can see your fear
and calm your nerves with a hug.

Those shoulders that you lean on
when you are weary from life's ache.

Those ripples of laughter that are
always contagious and exhilarating.

Siblings.
The gift of an eternal friend.
The gift of shared love
and understanding.



Written Tuesday, March 6, 2012 - 8:24pm

Little Tiny

The little tiny man
in his little tiny house
with a little tiny voice
gave a little tiny shout
and his little tiny wife
with her little tiny ears
felt little tiny shocks
that drew little tiny tears
for their little tiny dog
ran on their little tiny street
and a GREAT BIG TRUCK
turned him into little tiny meat.



Written Monday, March 5, 2012 - 1:27pm

Be cautious

Delicious is this life
and yet suspicious are the people
so judicious with their time
and yet ambitious with their plans.

It's so nutritious all this air
that fills my lungs,
please don't be vicious with my heart,
don't be seditious with my love.

Be cautious with the minds
that are malicious,
the ones so superstitious
that believe they must be always
repetitious to maintain
their precious habits
and traditions.



Written Sunday, March 4, 2012 - 7:40pm

All I want

Time is ticking away
and all I want is to be with you.

Exhaustion is setting in
and all I want is to be with you.

Only a few more hours
and all I want is to be with you.

The alarm clock rings too soon
and all I want is to be with you.

Sipping a coffee as you fill out forms
and all I want is to be with you.

Watching you walk into the line
and all I want is to be with you.

Driving away as planes soar above my head
and all I want is to be with you.



Written Wednesday, February 29, 2012 - 2:35pm

Take a deep breath

Take a deep breath.

Gather together those fires of your lungs
And let the air travel deep and long.
Through your nose into your trachea,
hurtling to the left and to the right bronchi,
as your chest rises full and strong,
passing through bronchioles to land
in silent thunder onto your delicate alveoli.
Chemicals exchange in a rapid dance,
and life springs to your blood,
to your muscles, to your heart.

Take a deep breath.

Give thanks, for each one is a gift.



Written Monday, February 27, 2012 - 4:06pm

11:11

The heat of the sun
warms the edges of my heart
spreading through my veins
Until I feel the curves
of my emerging smile

It's 11:11am
and I don't need to make a wish
because this moment in the sunshine
is all I needed




Written Friday, February 26, 2016 - 11:01am

Reflection on Culture

Immediate confidence and assumptions based on nothing.
Delightful moments of instant gratification, until a singular happening leads to
sudden and merciless termination.

No second chances.


Initial distrust, building from timid and anemic interactions,
into something immovable, clinging stubbornly and perhaps stupidly, to the past,
in the face of present disappointment and vicious betrayal.

The doormat.


How do you make friends?




Written Friday, February 24, 2012 - 12:31am

Roots

Listen to the faint and calming sound of a heartbeat
so familiar in it's muffled pulsing tones
that you can breathe deeply and imagine
free floating in a mysterious orange ocean

Now reach down to the roots of your family
Stretch those long tendrils deep into the earth
and draw upon the flowing liquid below
that supplies you with hope and new life

Let the mist of your dreams clear from your eyes
as your lips curl into a bursting grin
At last you can open your hands and share
the joy that was placed in them long ago

And the voice of your ancestors
will be released from your mouth

And the heart of your ancestors
will beat in your chest.




Written Thursday, February 23, 2012 - 5:35pm

Orangutan

The deep orange hairs sway in the breeze
as if they were green blades of grass
covering a vast expanse of warm skin
and dancing to the forest's rhythm.

Big round obsidian orbs gleam
in the early morning light
as pink lips purse together
surveying the spread of trees.

With a screech they are off,
strong arms thrust upwards,
hands grasping limbs and
hooking quickly from one
branch to the next in a wide
and graceful swing.

I can only smile at such joy
wishing I too could climb trees
with such ease.



Written Tuesday, February 21, 2012 - 9:21am

Encounter in Old English

The lovely creature swayed past him
on the steamy street as the man
looked in silent apodyopsis

Sparkling drops began to fall
from the ice blue skies above
He breathed deeply of the petrichor
and watched this callipygian goddess
Unable to hold back the sound
that began to bombilate from his lips

It grew to abderian laughter as his
heart started to pound with
an intense basorexia

But before he could catch his breath
she turned the corner out of sight
This vixen who had abraided his soul
leaving him alone on a crowded street
with the hustle of a saturday morning
and gentle psithurism.



Written Monday, February 20, 2012 - 9:39pm



apodyopsis... the act of mentally undressing someone
petrichor... the smell of rain on dry ground
callipygian... to have a well-shaped buttocks
bombilate... to loudly hum or buzz continuously
abderian... given to incessant idiotic laughter
basorexia... an overwhelming desire to kiss
abraid... to awaken or rouse
psithurism... the sound of wind in trees or rustling leaves

Poetry

black letters on white pages
blurring together to form
delicate lines of emotions
pages of personal history
passionate love and despair
adventures and conquests
musings and memories
breathing in a deep sigh
at the final page



Written Thursday, February 19, 2012 - 11:04pm

The Look

Celebrations to honor you
seem so inadequate to express my gratitude
and my joy upon discovering
your existence.

In the midst of revelry
or the quietness of candlelight
I can look into your eyes
and respond to your inquisitive glance
with a reassuring and affirming look
to tell you how thankful I am
that you were born.

And when I see your parents next time,
I will give them a solid high five.



Written Thursday, February 16, 2012 - 2:48pm

Under the waves

The captain cranked the wheel around
Upon the hearing of a sound
That grew from faint to rumbling
Beneath his ship, he heard her sing

The shadow dark beneath the waves
Flitting in and out of caves
Her skin was gleaming green and gold
Her splendor, tales had not foretold

The sailors leaned over the rail
And caught a glimpse of shining tail
Their hearts beat faster as they saw
Her golden eyes, her beauty raw

Her cherry lips began to part
Again releasing divine art
Vibrations from her melodies
Brought the sailors to their knees



Written Thursday, February 16, 2012 - 9:05am

Deadlines

Blurry eyes are staring at a glowing screen.
Muscles ache but something pulls me onward.
Deadlines float around my head but
I'd rather push them back in denial.

Is time really passing so quickly
or am I just imagining it so?

The light of a candle dimly flickers
and I dream of the days when
life seemed so simple.

But then, they didn't have hot showers, did they?



Written Wednesday, February 15, 2012 - 10:47pm

For My Lover

In the crystals of your eyes
shines a love no one denies.
Prince of mine, so brave and strong,
sing to me of joy in song.

Hold my heart, dear, close to yours.
Let us, together, open doors.

Brave new adventures, hand in hand,
and always on our love we stand.

Like birds we can fly high and free,
Always, ever, you and me.



Written Tuesday, February 14, 2012 - 5:30pm

Perfect Balance

Creams of chocolate macaroons and caramel
are flooding my thoughts and sticking together
to form giant globs of rich, warm sweetness
in hues of freshly roasted coffee.

Suddenly a strawberry pushes it's way
past those glossy, creamy textures,
sparkling in burgundy and fire-hydrant red,
with golden jewels to decorate it's flesh.

Colliding to create the perfect balance
of tartness and sweetness,
of freshness and richness,
of you and me.



Written Monday, February 13, 2012 - 1:42pm

Winter Night

In the steel blue light,
snowflakes glide purposefully down,
like a giant sky salt shaker
tossing cold drops of frozen rain
that stick to my lashes and cheeks.

There is no sound, except for my heavy breathing
and the creaking of the snow under our bicycle tires.

I pedal harder to follow you, knowing that the faster we go,
the sooner we will reach the warmth of candlelight and feather duvets.

In the meantime, I enjoy the stillness of a winter night,
creating this new memory with you.



Written Sunday, February 12, 2012 - 12:54pm

One

Callous:

             Adjective:
                               showing or having an insensitive and cruel disregard for others;
                               indifferent; unsympathetic; hardened.


Callus

            Noun:  
                               a thickened and hardened part of the skin or soft tissue, especially
                               in an area that has been subjected to friction or pressure.



How do you respond to friction and pressure?

Tough heart or tough skin?



Written Thursday, February 11, 2016 - 10:20am

Oh Brother

Oh brother of mine
Who taught me to laugh
To bounce basketballs
and fought on my behalf.

Oh brother of mine
Who taught me of sports
and climbed trees and made
castles and secret tree forts.

Oh brother of mine
Who taught me new things
Like music and driving
and kite-flying with wings.

Oh brother of mine
On this beautiful day
May you always sharing wisdom
and love the same way.



Written Wednesday, February 8, 2012 - 3:06pm

Poems

Where do poems come from?
Those little crevices in our minds
where silent rhymes dwell,
with twinkling mischievous eyes,
pouncing on unsuspecting words
as a tiger on it's startled prey.
Where silky prose wafts into
cragged cracks in the coils
and electric waves of thoughts,
wrapping endlessly in filmy spindles
around our hearts.



Written Tuesday, February 7, 2012 - 2:50pm

Tonight

Be still my beauty
Take your mohair brush
And comb your ebony hair
For tonight you meet your lover
For tonight he'll steal your heart

Be still my beauty
Take your gossamer gown
And drape it gracefully on your glistening skin
For tonight you'll meet your lover
For tonight he'll steal your heart

Be still my beauty
Take your string of turquoise
And hang it 'round your neck
For tonight you'll meet your lover
For tonight he'll steal your heart

Be still my beauty
Take your clove and cardamom seeds
and sweeten your delicate mouth
For tonight you'll meet your lover
For tonight he'll steal your heart

Be still my beauty
Take your wisdom and honesty
And wear it as a pendant on your breast
For tonight you'll meet your lover
For tonight he'll steal your heart



Written Monday, February 6, 2012 - 1:35pm

Off to the zoo

One, two
Off to the zoo
Three, four
Open the door
Five, six
Show me your tricks
Seven, eight
Emancipate
Nine, ten
The lion's den
Eleven, twelve
In we shall delve



Written Saturday, February 4, 2012 - 1:23pm

Músico

Creating tones from empty space
Your long fingers move with grace
Across the strings that vibrate sound
You sit, legs crossed, upon the ground

And from your lips your voice escapes
A soulful song creates landscapes
With echoes of green and hues of blue
That draw my heart so close to you



Written Friday, February 3, 2012 - 9:10am

Small Beginnings

In quietness and solitude
the humble seed begins it's life
With warmth and darkness muffling
the gentle wind from emerald seas

A mighty urge grows stronger now
Within it's core so firm below
And spreading out it's awkward arms
It seeks to find it's destiny

Ever still the seed moves on
By stretching sturdy tendrils up
to reach the blazing light above
immersing in it's energy

At last the moment has arrived
to break the surface of the clay
The shock of daylight hits the seed
A heady surge of ecstasy

The solid roots now flourishing
as leaves and stems luxuriate
in hues of lime and ruby red
Unaware of it's immensity

The shadows now beneath it's boughs
Give rest to earth, and now allow
a weary head to lean upon
the peace, a perfect remedy



Written Thursday, February 2, 2012 - 11:31am

Cerati

The smooth tones of your voice,
like liquid gold, melt hearts and
inspire the nation in a reverie of peace.

Perfecting your role and your aura of wildness,
you dove head-first into an eclipse.

Floating on air,
with the phantom crowds cheering,
you sing another song,
lost in a dream.



Written Wednesday, February 1, 2012 - 11:07am

Huyana

There are marks upon his forearms
Where she had desperately clung to life.
She finally releases her iron grip
and takes one last breath.

Zigzags and triangles around her eyes
gently shift as tension and despair fade,
melting into innocent peace.

He curls the locks of her auburn hair
around his rough and callused fingers.
Shimmering tears force their way
down his dusty cheeks.

He smoothes the folds of her dress
and delicately touches the beads
encircling her slender neck.
The beads that he had tied so lovingly
around her on the day they met.

A faint cry startles him,
stirring his heart from his reverie,
and he looks down at the
baby wrapped in his arms.

In a soft voice, he whispers,
You shall be Huyana,
For your were born under
the falling rain of my tears.



Written Tuesday, January 31, 2012 - 3:15pm

Seconds

Sitting motionless
So still that I can barely feel
My hands resting on my knees

So deep is this sorrow
So broken, this heart.

This great divide of humanity.

Like a small cherry sapling
barely grasping roots to soil,
and with one gust, the autumn wind
carries me away.

Such fragile trust in the human soul.

Years to build, seconds to smash.



Written Sunday, January 29, 2012 - 2:59pm

Sweet Little Peas

Unbelievable, inconceivable,
To witness the clashing of spirits,
the tempers flaring in full force,
about petty and trivial things.

It seems we've gotten a glimpse
of a couple of five-year olds
fighting about who gets to play
in the sandbox today.

Flinging fistfuls into the air,
limbs and arms extending in defense,
forgetting wise words that
admonish us not to speak in anger.

And how did these sweet little peas
find their way into the liquor cabinet, anyway?



Written Saturday, January 28, 2102 - 2:54am

Too Thin

Spreading myself too thin.

Downward glance and I can feel
this tightness in my chest
of doubt, and disappointment,
like slow drops of lead
leaking hard and thick.

Heavy sigh.

Spreading myself too thin.

When what I really want
is just some genuine
closeness.

Perhaps a million acquaintances
cannot make up for a few good friends.

Spreading myself too thin.



Written Thursday, January 26, 2012 - 12:41am

Lover

Tus ojos arden como un rico café
Arremolinándose en un baño de crema
Déjame sumergirme en ellos
Y disfrutar tu sabor

Tu aroma dulce llena mis pulmones
Y puedo saborearte en mi lengua
Déjame quedar cerca de ti
Y ponder mi mejilla en tu cuello

Tu piel brilla con tonos dorados
Con el aroma de la brisa del mar
Déjame acariciarte suavemente
Y disfrutar la calidez de tu sol




Written in English Tuesday, January 24, 2012 - 10:29am
Translated to Spanish Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Paps

I've always wondered what you do
When you leave the room so I can change
Into that thin blue gown in preparation
For the uncomfortable but necessary
Annual check-up.

I feel as though you must have some
Very important things to do
Like reading journal articles or
Phoning other doctors for advice.

But you're probably just standing
At the reception desk
Chatting about your weekend
And flipping thorough a random
Magazine from the waiting room.

Or maybe you're starting into space
Thinking about your next vacation.

Cold hard plastic between thighs.

I'm glad it's only once a year.



Written Monday, January 23, 2012 - 3:30pm

Sunday

take my hand in yours
i'm craving your warmth
the softness of your skin
melting into mine

let me curl your hair
around my fingers
and scratch your head
until you moan

welcome to lazy sunday
a chance to breathe slowly
and look deep into the eyes
that echo the song in your heart



Written Sunday, January 22, 2012 - 8:33am

Happy Birthday Jasper!

You are growing up so fast
Your little head glows white blonde
As you bob between pillows and blankets
Chasing the cat with your unsteady steps
And grabbing a fistful of fur in those
Tiny, squishy pink hands of yours.

With a furrowed brow, you toss
Inquisitive looks at this brown rectangle
With a bright red maraschino ball
and a lone wax sentinel burning gold.
All eyes fixed on you and voices
In unison chanting a celebratory song.
And at last you dive your hands
into gooey chocolatey goodness.



Written Saturday, January 21, 2012 - 10:46pm

Drama

Let's have some drama, girls!
'Cause you don't seem to think
you have enough to satisfy
your craving for it.

Let's work up tension, girls!
'Cause there's no better way
to push your pulse up to
your throat, now is there?

Let's all roll up those sleeves
and see just what we're made of.
Past that sugar in your smile,
it's gritty, salty, briny bile.

Let's flex those muscles, girls!
It's time to show those cats
how inflated you can get
when your foot becomes a step.

Let's all just take a breath.
Yes, you can uncross those eyes
and realize we're sisters, girls!
Work together, take the world!



Written Friday, January 20, 2012 - 3:20pm

Snow

Snow squalls
Emerging in ice and wind
To bask in pale skies again
Reminding me it's winter

You have been absent this year
and perhaps rather than fear
It has been a pleasure keeping you
Up north and floating free

Today you decided to visit again
Wrapping your chilly arms
Around the lakes and trees
Creating havoc on the streets



Written Thursday, January 19, 2012 - 11:40am

Come

come

behold as

this glowing orb

penetrating my pupils

delighting my inner core

invigorating each of my cells

the warmth is on my forehead

spreading to all fibres of my being

despite the winter-grey skies above

inside this sun is shining hard and bright

inside this sun is shining hard and bright

despite the winter-grey skies above

spreading to all fibres of my being

the warmth is on my forehead

invigorating each of my cells

delighting my inner core

penetrating my pupils

this glowing orb

behold as i

come

Written Wednesday, January 18, 2012 - 9:03am 

Oh January

Oh January
Month of birthdays and rebirth
Celebrations of life and life eternal

The ancient clock is winding up
for another cycle round the sun
and we shout to the night sky
wrap our hands around the stars
breathing deeply of newness
and planting our feet firmly
on the golden path forward

Oh January
Month of birthdays and rebirth
Celebrations of life and life eternal



Written Monday, January 16, 2012 - 3:51pm

Nothing like it

There is nothing like the joy you feel
when you lose yourself in music.
It wells up from deep within
and bursts through every
crack and crevice of your soul,
filling you with intensity and passion.
This invisible power that makes you want
to cry, to laugh, to jump, to dance, to scream.

And for that moment
you have true clarity,
leaving behind all the
unnecessary heaviness
in exchange for a
grand benevolence,
that unites you with
all the beautiful spirits
on this green earth.



Written Thursday, January 14, 2016 - 2:01pm

Surrounded

The heat from this winter sun
wraps around my neck
like your close embrace

The mist so thick
that the mountain edges fade
into the pale blue sky

So much beauty that
I have to catch my breath
or I might miss it

My feet tingle as I were
wading slowly into an ocean
stepping gingerly over
smooth rocks and pebbles

Now knee-deep, diving in,
refreshed not by water
but your immense love.



Written Tuesday, January 12, 2016 - 1:51pm

For a minute

Take a deep breath
Anticipation igniting the air
Bodies tense with readiness as
limbs prepare for graceful movements.

The heavy pounding of blood
that rushes past eardrums and
courses through veins to give
life and vitality to shining eyes.

Waiting behind the curtain is
the best moment of the show
and then the music starts
to bring you through the haze

and you're standing in a gym
with fifty ladies in a zumba class
but for a minute,
you were stars.



Written Wednesday, January 11, 2012 - 9:15am

Winter Sun

Love in all forms
Spread your expansive arms
across the cerulean sky
As we humble creatures begin to awake
with torpid scratching at the dirt
To reach the surface and
embrace your blinding light.



Written Tuesday, January 10, 2012 - 11:24am

Obsession

Vibrations seducing
Sounds so sweet
They become painful
Shivers lift my skin
Like a naked landscape
of pale porcelain
Until I can hardly breathe
Look at what you do to me
With your hands
With your music
Opus 1 Number 1



Written Monday, January 9, 2012 - 6:55pm

The Blonde

It's 1:07am
on a Friday night and you're
getting her number
the blonde that's captured your
undivided attention tonight
salsa music pulsing through
the red metallic door
and you're counting something
on your fingers and flashing
that devilish smile
and just like that
she disappears
into the night




Written Saturday, January 9, 2016 - 1:07am

So deep

So deep is your love
It's hard to believe
the bleeding will ever stop
If I ever lose you,
If you ever lose me.
The burning delight of your touch
will always remain on my skin.



Written Sunday, January 8, 2012 - 11:44pm

Haiku

Haiku, Me and You
We share a love that is true
as the sky is blue



Written Saturday, January 7, 2012 - 11:08pm

Frost

Beauty in the eye beholds
a yellowbird that chides and scolds
of coming frost that greets the day
and warns the bird to fly away



Written Wednesday, January 6, 2016 - 8:43am

Fresh Air

You make me want to leave the house
Walk out the door and
Breathe fresh air into my lungs
because the air is direct,
Pure, honest and life-giving.
When I have had my fill,
I can come back inside
to your house of secrets.



Written Monday, January 2, 2012 - 11:32am

New Year

Happiness
Like a blossoming flower
Arrives
with freshness of the new year
Encircling my heart with
the warmth of a thousand
radiant candles
Lighting a new path
Saturated with hope



Written Sunday, January 1, 2012 - 9:45pm