A thimble
Even if home is a small, silver thimble Continue reading A thimble
Category: Primitive Love Poems
In the spectrum of the isolated
While you’re sleeping
He will lend his colors to these letters black and white Continue reading In the spectrum of the isolated
Wholesome bread
In the early, quiet morning light
I prepared a wish from previous night Continue reading Wholesome bread
Blue trees
In the calm cool morning, silent blue trees are stretching up and out Continue reading Blue trees
Cycling Love
Irises radiating cycling spokes
Legs, a cadence of athletic strokes Continue reading Cycling Love
My Valentine
This was quick poem for my Valentine.
Continue reading My Valentine
In Sickness
A blue flame licked the already warm cast iron pot A splatter of olive oil quickly came to temperature The … Continue reading In Sickness
Dawn of Love
Phantoms of yesterday haunt my nights Angels of dawn deliver my Lover’s embrace Birds rejoice and flowers bloom The heavens … Continue reading Dawn of Love
