This is a weekly series that I posted on my Enlightened by Books blog. Every week I would feature a new poem/poet. This month, I am particip...

Buried beneath my Darth Vader mask I call out "is it time?" "Am I ready to let go?" Warmth envelopes me, relea...

If you are nominated, you’ve been awarded the Versatile Blogger award .  Thank the person who gave you this award. That’s common co...

Another poem I found while cleaning out files... Love Ending We embrace the chasm between us runs deep our kisses, chalk...

I found this poem I wrote about three years ago while clearing out some files. I've come a long way.  Untitled Cancer Poem ...

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.  I love you as certain dar...

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things wh...

since feeling is first who pays any attention  to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool while Spring is in ...