Saturday, March 24, 2018



Eyes and eyebrows to/your  soul/
Blue and a tongue and lips i/Could almost feel/On mine
But I didn't dream about you/Just everybody else/And moving by me/Or standing next to me you/feel the molecules move/as they do/when there's a breeze/When I fall into/the water/deep pools/ that show/ my reflection and/I would love to/but can't/taste something/of your skin/the salt/the wax/they way your jeans fall/around your hips/your ankles and/the way you walk/the width across your back/and the brown of your hair/pointing your features/pointing at me/who me?/fall on me then breathe/naturally/with vision of the future/because my eyes/have seen yours/before.

Monday, September 18, 2017


That man staring at me
It could have been you
Holding his wife's hand
As the light filters through
It was a little too hot that day
One with a fire in the East
The clouds both ominous and beautiful
Whispering wishes and dreams
He turned to look back
Right when I tucked my key
Into my bra
Would have been nice to have it been
You instead
It was a day of lustful looks
Didn't think I had it coming
Thought those days had long passed
But with the hot weather
And the sleeveless dresses
Or maybe it was a scent I gave off
Maybe we're not so different
From animals after all
A mosquito bit me
And I almost welcomed the pain
I hadn't been bitten in so long
My thoughts dissolve to you 
The way you looked at me to check
and see if you were making sense
The way you got a little too close
Like you were trying
to share the air I breathe
My fingers grip the wood
I feel all the pieces 
that together make one
I lean in and take in the smoothness of water
The flowers, and color of the brush
The way the birds don't care
I'm just here
I lean a little too hard
Hips on wood to steady
I'm so dizzy with love that I can
Barely stand up

Sunday, August 7, 2016

June Bug

The June bug drunk
Maybe because it is
Like a glitch
Out of time and
He roams among the 
The lavender fields in my
Gracious to the sun
Bright behind the clouds
It will emerge

Tuesday, August 2, 2016


I lie here
With the shape
shifting clouds
I'm the sky
empty and open
The birds
Seem to tell me
It will all be

Saturday, July 30, 2016

A Gentle Man

The minute you got up
and shook my hand
I saw you
as a gentleman
A gentle man
There was a greening
in your eyes
A picture like a 
film projected
telling me of faraway 
And things you'd seen
and done
There was something
old fashioned
in everything you did
in every move you made
in every word you said
I imagine that

you'd be the one
to tell me
how it should be
and I would actually
I cannot even go there
to think about
what sweat and hard
work do
to the taste of your lips
It's too early for that
There's too much
mystery that still needs to exist
for me to love you 

That Was Mine, too

The orange cast of the sun
put out the fire from
when we were one
I sit and stare at 
my tea
rich from the time when
you were with me
The cold table top
didn't feel so cold
when your hand
unthinking reached out
in the morning light
to catch my pinkie
and say
You are mine always
I sip and turn the
unaware of how precious
this time was
The pressure of your
That was mine, too

Saturday, June 4, 2016


That sound
It was my heart
Floating in your hand
Unaware as you are that
You have it
We wander around
Fencing with our glances
That look you give
Swims like an ocean's haze
In front of me
When I'm driving on the freeway
And birds like angels
of the souls departed
fly above
I know that I'm fine driving
In this new place
I know I'm fine taking
In your gaze
For playing a game
Was the last thing I intended
I want to walk to your doorstep
And come on inside
Take off the weight of a lifetime
As I did
Sliding against the wall
Cold paint to hot flesh
I fall to my knees
And crawl to where you sit
To compare your hands with mine
Yours are so much bigger