intertwining words
braiding a rope poem
to swing from the moon
intertwining words
braiding a rope poem
to swing from the moon
inside joke —
smirking at one’s own
reflection
whipping her hair
into a tangled laugh —
the winds of change
words unspoken —
a breath silently swings
between open lips
flower painting —
she plants a fresh lipstick stain
on a coffee cup
heavy midday heat
lizards watch an old man
melt into a nap
soft moccasins —
soundlessly exploring
new paths of life
beachside restaurant
seagulls squawk over food scraps
atop a porsche hood
decorative books –
stories lie dormant under
a layer of dust
unfolding herself
she slowly begins to read
the letter
her fingers
nibbled the edges —
a new stack of books
(for alexis)
seedpod ideas
drift in the breeze seeking to
lodge in fertile minds
her eyes the color
of rain and sky as seen from
an airplane window
fold up the old map
with its soft, worn-out creases
find a new way
people running late
a cloud slowly floats above
right on cloud schedule
one song – a straight shot
from an expanding bullet
pierces memories
a peaceful heart speaks —
bright prayer flags wave their colors
in a silent breeze
the crying sky
drowns unanswered prayers
floodwaters rise
a bouncing outburst
one laugh unexpectedly
brightens the silence
drop all your baggage
along the side of the road
destination: peace