I waited patiently at the window I waited for the sun to tire itself out For the rains to pass For the clouds to scatter I waited for the sharp claw of cold To grip my little world And all this time I made the window My only work of art. I waited for her, … Continue reading She Is Wearing White
I have no rhymes for you, no metaphors And sonnets are old-fashioned. I could compare you to something beautiful, Compare you to the Moon undressing of her pride To bathe in a turquoise lagoon Garlanded with coral reefs And fanned by palms and birds of paradise. But you are nothing like that You are Swish-whoosh-twinkle-twinkle-flutter-flutter … Continue reading Quiet Flutter
Why do you make me sad even when you make me happy? What is it in your laughter that wounds me even as it makes me whole? And why does your silence carry the weight of burdens yet to come? Your looks sometimes are arrows. Your words sometimes are spears. When anger comes upon you … Continue reading Gradients
