A Poet's Haven

Spanish moss dances in the gentle breeze a single palm frond trembles in it’s rhythm the cool autumn breeze caresses the tree tops as a leaf falls a dragonfly hovers fighting the gentle breeze dew drips from here and there sparkling droplets on swaying leaves like pixies dancing in the golden rays as a leaf […]

an endless grey on a sunless morn the mist clings like honey upon ones fingers elephant ears hang low sated in the tears of the angels as if a painter had lost his mind with the color purple for the banks be awash in splotches both wild and free rocks gurgling by as the deep […]

in the silence of the city at sleep in the rhythm of the falling rain it’s tempo amidst the echo of beats from cobblestone’s to zebra crossings a music to the ears hidden within the splashes of puddles written in the barren sand recorded dimples to its rhythm roaring waterfalls from the lips of sewer’s […]

I closed my eyes and listened A maestro appeared baton in hand With a sweeping of his hands A drum roll began the sound seemed far away with a growing intensity It seem like a gazillion triangles being struck in union The rhythm and tempo ebbed and flowed in great beauty The cymbals followed very […]

As the Sun caresses the icy tops of the tree’s bringing a foggy mist to this solemn day A gentle breeze induces a cascading of icicles breaking the golden silence as a shiver races the spine The pounding in your ears intensifies as your heart rev’s up feeding a desire to run The heavy breathing […]

I believe it was in the month of May I saw her from afar As she danced her way into my heart I watched as she fumbled with her bag As she stopped to window shop and refresh her lips As she misted the air around her I waved my cab away As she dance […]

as the showers came early jet lagged and delayed three fingers of jack a shadowed table in back silence was needed she started to play each key brought a ripple summoning forth her face synapse recapturing moments a seemingly endless loop each key rippling backward to another time and place Blue Moon in the District […]

” In Araby, they say that once upon time, all roses were white. “ “One evening, beneath a waning moon, a nightingale alighted by such a rose “ ” and when he saw her, he fell in love “ ” until that time, no nightingale had been heard to sing “ ” a song of […]

As the flashes lit the darkened sky Wave upon wave washed the old cobblestones Ancient drums pounded out a tempo The winds died as a slow drizzle bathed the land From afar a whistle blew As thoughts of old stogies and trailers for rent … Flowed through this tired old mind The evening air cooled […]

Shielded fromthe rain A living canopyabove A smile slowly emerging From the plainsof Spain A lonely butterflyin flight Colorful patternsadorning its wing My mine a driftfrom the depthsof my soul This delicate creaturecreated theprevailing winds That led to mestanding in awe In a living canopyhalf a world way#rain, #Spain, #butterflies