Category Archives: Reflections

The island glows on carefreenights of youthful moons,storm winds swaying palmsand rousing white tippedwaves in an orchestra ofocean blue. The island sings the gentlerhythm of Pahu drums,tanned girls musically swishtheir lauhala skirts ofhumming hips and tell storieswith mudra hands. The island hears sharedwhispers ‘tween loversunder leaky thatched roofsof amber straw as they sipcoconut milk andContinue reading “Island Night”

A gift of red heat dozing,A waterfall from eyes closing,Images of light disappear,Their passionate grip once dear. Gray memories behind me leave,Their testimony but a tease,Destined together we were,Entwined in a twirling blur. Honey toned sirens declare,From tangled weeds full flared,Songs erased by their thirst,My heart from bosom to burst. Spoken stories eternal beware,My libraryContinue reading “Dimming Firelight”

The autumn breeze stirs fields of green,To sustain her mournful soul,Celestial globe to winter leans,Cross farms of harvest bowls. Her calls echo the mountain range,Ice crystal’s morning view,From frosted pairs of windowpanes,Stare ponds of her eyes blue. The cold slips in with freeze in tow,Its silence soon numbs the mind,Her dreams of distant memories slow,InContinue reading “Looking for Winter”

Glowing slivers of fingernail moons,White sands shine in suns at noon,Springtime rains on nature’s blooms, Tender starts that still our heart,Moans of lovers when they part,Dragonflies in thin air dart, These shiny sides of silver coins,Spin on edge to fall when joined,With purity since purloined, Spoils of oceans and barren hills,Senseless wars destroy and kill,SmellContinue reading “A Garden Drowned”

Sit with me on this rockby the clear trickling spring.Hold my hand as Dawnspreads her yellow rose fingers.Rise to walk the hills of trees,In a molder of crunching leaves,Out from a trail of canopy shadeand rooted path of tired feetinto Day’s sun-filled embrace. Myriad colors peek distant mountains,A panorama of enduring love,As Dusk unveils theContinue reading “Summer Walk in Appalachia”

Life’s continuum of regrets,I cling to such as thee,Seems I’ll never forgive, forget,Nor have Fates forgiven me. I tend to forget, to forget to lay,A carapace over the bee,To prevent the sting upon my soul,And deny its eidetic glee. Bury my sin in darkened pits,Under an evening elegy,Caste it from this mind of mine,Into depthsContinue reading “Mystic”

I lay in a bed of deep blue sky,The cool light of hopefloats in clouds – distant,like a painting on the wall of my life.I yearn to touch eachbrush stroke but dare notfor fear the hope withinwill disappear.

The melodic, nighttime chimes of myheart announce the arrival of the quiet.The quiet has its own sound – a whisperof silence, like the final, dying rippleof what once was a mighty ocean comber,sucked into the cream colors of a sandy beach.Who was this wave? How fardid its white tips travel? How raucousits fathoms of saltwater?Continue reading “Quiet Ending”