Coriander breath sighed by a huddled kitchen warming itself in gasps of frostbitten stove, blends in citrus honeydew realms of a gossamer winter morn. somewhere pea-pods pop out syllables of a sumptuous delight, to flavor insipid moments of bleached twilights. empty vases yearn for daffodil daydreams prematurely spawned afore March, eggs Benedicts congeal on frozen … Continue reading Verses of Winter
Month: December 2015
Goosebumps…
Reading unvoiced tremor of nervousness, as Braille under caressing fingertips, he recited in stilted sighs a sonnet of desire scribed on her skin in moonlit silence drunk on love's chardonnay.
Poetry…
Awakened by scratching scribble of pen dancing calligraphy in ink, its nascent futilities are left enceinte with the muse's ramblings...
Ignorance~ An Array of Vignettes
The innocent cherry blossoms, tinted in candyfloss sighs wither in ignorance, unaware of the reason they pepper the brow of nascent dawn, emerging from their chrysalis. Oblivious is the moth dancing in frenzied ecstasy around the mistakenly revered threshold of jaundiced streetlight, of the cause of its demise enthralled by the radiance of a callous, … Continue reading Ignorance~ An Array of Vignettes
Winter Moon
She sits forlorn, wrinkled and wizened on frostbitten grayish clouds under the veil of mist, determined to keep vigil in December chill warmed by distant embers of shining galaxies. She drinks from that half- filled cup of coffee left lukewarm on the window sill, breathing in the lingering scent of roasted peanuts and the luscious … Continue reading Winter Moon
You Are A Mirage…
on yellowed and moth-eaten pages of nostalgia, love scribes with the quill of reverie, spilling in language a tale of lost love~ an autumnal love story withered to burnished confetti under the vision of a voyeur harvest moon. lingering as a wordless, faceless tune within threads of breath as a whistled strain~ your memory lives … Continue reading You Are A Mirage…