I was told while feeling sad, “tur
My heart ponders metaphors, for jo
It reaches towards Mother Nature
My heart becomes the germinating s
My soul is merely a locked door wa

Beneath our feet abides real, tang
Soil is layers deep and over our h
It is God’s silent Promenade
So much truth is abiding therein
Truth in a warm light hugging our

Through a vision of the past
I’m looking at little hands restin
I’m holding him more gently than
In a moment bringing me my greates
He is so small and fragile

Tonight, dreams await a slumbering
I pull my blankets tight beneath m
My every thought stirs like windch
As whilful shutters on breathing s
This is when all my dreams stand r

(He), a CORE
Brightly spinning golden—summoning
An eternal destiny
Harnessing strength in sacred nobi
Wisdom

I could smell rain saturating air,
As I sat on my concrete porch—its
As my heart quickened, I could se
I envisioned him looming in the pi
His beady eyes of black beckoning

I live with a sense of solimnity i
So I cling to those kinds of drea
Anxiety, my mind in shackles, leav
Until, glimpses of light peer in t
Like a blind man seeing earth in t

Ah, a transient, elusive wind—movi
Oh, how I wonder from whence and
Warm
Hot
Cold

Politics, what say ye?
May you play the game fair?
This is only a wanton wish
A fools hope
My hope

She is a decorative spray of danci
A dulcet heart, dressed in petals
An immortal rose, suffused with wi
’Tis warm and winsome—musky with s
She is an emblem—nature's adorning

To hear whisperings in wind, the f
Walking golden paths of leafy road
Looking up towards Red-Shafted N
Discovering nature's showcase—a pl
Gray Crowned Rosy Finches ruffli

Of native words my tongue in Engl
I long to sail with caballitos de
To admire Mediterranean blue
To sink into tides where beaches m
Architecture old as bristle coned

Sleepless, I am
As a breathless, stainless night t
Noises of my house awaken
My pillow is a rock beneath my res
Dreams awaite me, sifting through

Words come like marching men in ba
They, brave hearted stones—steady,
Their chests like Eagle’s breasts
Porous fields of mud, ready to soa
Birthing history—the fight song

I long to travel a place fair
’Tis whiter than bright sun
Where benevolence is sweet air
Breathing lenity spun
Where all my yearnings rise golden

The death hills rolled in clay
Silvery, sheen and sunken stones
They seem to whisper amongst a dar
As night lights lushly soak earth’
There is history written upon the

What is Earth?
Earth is but a parceled reef, pung

Your beautiful lived within the ki
He lay there for eternities—he nev
You see? My core became his prism
As such, I found your kindness a
A breathable entity attached to ea

Look! Yonder tree,
disillusioned, and
perplexing in her masked beauty
Her, plight mangled by dotty roads
’Tis an expanding snare, growing s

‘Tis eventide, when all is stilled
Dark and dimly blue, nightly cappe
White magic drizzles, dancing on w
The Christmas fairy nigh approach
She, antiquated gypsy star

Hearts beating their final round—l
Spring gullies dipping into nature
Nigh, approaching the inevitable f
’Tis a beautiful fate!
Wooded gardens I admire

A magic rose
A glass slipper
With these please cloth me
A poisoned Apple
A thimble’s prick

I am a transformative swan of deep
I sing with gentle muses on Apoll
In many a dream, I dance with gra
My inky, starless hues are a vast
In a suffering, aphotic morose, my

Seasons are endless passages of ti
With each waking, golden visage re
’Tis pure decadence to an eye’s pl
We long to snatch each glowing mom
In millenniums of space holding us

I’ve touched ice in a cold sea of
She presumes to snatch soft, feath
She kisses my wings, dappled and g
My inner phantoms thus scream with
Like leavened bread I am for a mo

Titled helmet, chin down
’Tis recollections of a maddened,
Tossed into sprigs of pine overcoa
Angels harrow sweet anthems to the
As they, soldiers valiant, climbed

They—two souls in twain
Left not upon this earth a stain
Perfectly as they were, hewn toget
Abiding there, for eternities, pla
Deepening their roots—in love, in

During my childhood, stories were
He was young when he went to war,
Many missions he flew, dropping bo
A miracle he survived—Distinguish
Hero sung and honored—exemplified

A thunder and lightning's dance st
Life moving swiftly, like drifting
’Tis the luster of a barren wilder
Thus, she dreams of what hides wit
Dashing to corners strewn by unpav

I will
Of me and I, within my heart writ
With feathered flanked pens on par
Thus words grow old and dusty; yet
Growing eternally, stamping moonli

She hangs on my wall—a maiden of
To death she sailed away whilst wr
her hair, like spindled gold spun
She sings her mournful song with m
Her touchless dalliances rest insi

I could smell rain saturating midn
As I sat on my concrete porch, dr
It's melodious tinkering on my roo
As my heart quickened, I could se
I envisioned him looming in the pi

How do I love myself?
I find myself—bleeding heart and r
I sing to my heart, yearning to st
Torn—I long to mend her broken sk
I long to stitch my soul back into

I’m stuck!
I thought and I thought, what am
Can I merely comprehend but a sli
Nature’s metaphor is a true teache
For by and by a storm rolls in; I

My deep, glaciers of thoughts land
Like a stamp from my mind's eterna
Such is a drop of rain creating it
Significant imprints—the untraceab
This is where canvases ignite all

These moments, I love, in tranqui
Ever a dream rising in life’s blis
Dreams may weigh heavy in our long
Such heaviness leaves us distraugh
Yet, there is no need for hopeless