Cotton candy clouds Above a sea of blue umbrellas Ripples dance across the water Specks of sand shine in the sun Fish fall prey to loons and gulls But outsmart the fishing rods Couples walk, and children play While music fills the humid air Afternoon breezes ease the heat As palm trees wave their fringe Chameleons scatter; crows caw Shadows grow long on the ground A look, a sigh, a smile A silly knowing glance This yard o...

The dryad sleeps in slender stems, and new green leaves. Born of two souls mingled, the dryad dreams. One died for love of the land and a friend. One passed in her dotage, but was content in the end. Xantwilla’s soul lingered where her charred stump remained. By love and fey magic was her spirit sustained. For Penny she waited — her life incomplete. She knew that one day, they would once again meet. On a night blessed by...

Two reside within these walls but not the walls you expect within me there are twin egos fighting to be one again   one is playful and sassy too one is quite straight laced but when the two combine as one the fun really starts to begin   now one we will call leather and the other one lace but together they are wild and most of the time hard to resist   born as one but split late in life when things were out of control whe...

"Do you want to go?" My question is to the room. One set of ears hears in a dead sleep. Springing up. Feet in perfect ballet turnout. Spinning in circles. Pirouettes of ecstasy. "Why does he do that?" She's asked the question before. Sort of rhetorically. Aware that the pup enjoys going out. She's right to wonder, though. "Why does he do his dance of joy, whirling around as if in ballet slippers?" "The pup hears something...

Dancin’ the bluesIs a complicated business;First, you focus on the rhythm,Then you try to feelHow your partner moves,Fumbling to sway with his groove:Most of all, you strain to blend withAll the glory ofThat music,In three or four pressurised minutes,When you concentrate intenselyOn all these elements. If you can surrenderTo the beat, your partner,That music,Your soul starts to sing and soar,Melting into your manAs one co...

The damp discolored leaves pile themselves onto the earth below their previous home. Unable to handle the torture bestowed upon them. The cold kills the weak. The last of the rain throws itself onto the pavement, building in size. It plans to overwhelm the planet, foiled by the various drains placed throughout the street. The devastating battle is masked by the ignorance of the human mentality. The people who walk past se...

Every minute I think of you my loveLight of my life and sweet joy of my days,In you, I have found my true heart’s desire,Zenith of my ambition and my goal,All my life has led me to this moment.Before I found you my life was emptyEven the glories of nature seemed dull,Then you came along, and everything changed,Heaven smiled on me, and the world lit up,Bringing undreamed of hope and joy divine.Lady of my dreams I pledge yo...

The time will come for me to draw my final breath,A day which yet my faint hearted soul would deny,The day when I will have to take my last goodbye,To face alone the dreaded moment of my death,But in the midst of doubt a flame of hope burns bright, That beyond the horizon of this mortal sphere,A better life awaits when we cross that frontier,And pass through death into a place of wondrous light.And so a sudden glimpse of...

Release yourself into the winds,Allow yourself to spin widdershins. No better time to be alive,Allow the best to yet arrive. There is no fate, no destiny,Don't cast your lots, sing out, be free. Your sails unfurl and move you outTo serve your dreams, to dance about. Caressing breezes trace your face,You feel the grace in its embrace. Stay trapped in life as freedom singsAbout the fervid joy love brings. And sighing trust...

Come, lady, no more delay, it is time for love,And I am waiting, hot with expectant desireTo begin that sweet voyage of explorationThat leads to paradise, as we fly to the starsIn mutual embrace, daily cares forgottenIn the exquisite ecstasy of married bliss.Come lady, finish your nocturnal ritualsAnd stand before the bed where I lie waiting,My desire inflamed by your aching lovelinessThrobbing with the sweet ache of anti...

A babblin' brook meanders by as I gaze upon a cloudless sky;Lyin' on the grassy shore, tis nary a thin' I treasure more;A breeze blows softly thru yonder trees settin' my troubled heart at ease;Tis so soothin' to unwind, leavin' my worries far behind; If only for a brief sojourn in a land where dreams are born;My mind wanders to bygone days and joyful adventures along the way; I ponder melodic notes I hear as a tiny song...

To Love ...Is to share the good and the bad,the joy and the sorrow,sad days and the glad;To Love ...Is to give again,to please and to pamper,such joy it will bring;To Love ...is to forgivethe large and the small,instead of recall;To Love ...Is to lose something precious and dear,yet gracefully give it up without even a tear. Note: This poem was written and submitted for publication in a small local newsletter by Katy with...

Christmas time brings all that’s fine, this wish I bring to you.Happiness in all you seek and love the whole year through.Strength to help you through the roughest times and light to guide your way.It’s Christmas time and it’s love you find I offer you today.Every day, just not today, these things then matter too.Find peace and joy and happiness in everything you do.Take time to tell the ones you love how much they mean t...

Color me red and color me greenColors of the season for someAgree or not, just get what I meanSymbols are just that to more than oneSnowflakes, bells, crosses and crechesMeaning to some but not to othersHoliday/Christmas lights, parties and dressesFriends, laughter, love, symbols can't smotherIsn't now the best time, is another betterGive a kiss, hug, share a laugh or twoSanta, Christmas, miracles, they are all just lette...

Berlin. April 9th, 1939     Katarina yawned and stretched out her arms. Although today was Sunday, she had to work at the hospital. She checked the clock beside her bed. Five O' Clock.   Her shift began at seven so she threw back the covers and sat up, turned to the side and grabbed her robe from the end of the bed before standing and slipping her arms into the sleeves and fastening the cord around her waist.   Walking to...