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You

You carry silver stars in your hair 
I love the feel of your hair on my fingers bare

I see the whole universe in the depth of your eyes 
You leave me breathless, my soul soars to the skies.

Your skin radiant like sunlight on meadow
Where I bask in the warmth of your inherent glow.

Your smile, the charisma of a promise untold
Sparking the air like sparkling gold.

Your voice soft in its gentleness
Falling like whisper upon my skin
Leaving my senses on a roller coaster spin.

Your quill spins a spell
A spelling from the soul
The embrace of imagination
In the creation of poetry.


# Lyric

Finding The Rhyme

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I send my words into the sky
Watch them rhyme and then fly.

I close my eyes and feel the air
Forgotten words lost without care.

I take the letters in my hand
And put them on a poetic stand.

I scribe the words on a starlit scroll
Watch words take shape as night unfolds.

My dreams drift from a soul that bleeds
In the blue of ink, fractured lines freed.

I run my hands over my words
My fingers feel the emotions stirred.

With tender ease, the poetry glides
From my page to your eyes.
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Moonchild

I am a child of the earth
Raised by the stars in the sky
Tended by the moon as I sleep
Scars of the world clothe me
Her wounds rich in history.

I am bathed by the tears of the clouds
When it rains, the wind howls-in my ears
Apocalyptic....
When I cry-the earth soaks up my tears
A piece of my soul
Turning to dust;
And like dust, I rise
A storm of stardust
On moonstruck madness..

The sky calls out my name at dawn
Sparking the sun on my breast..

I am a child of the earth
The darkness and the light
The truth, the lie
Sorrow and joy
It's all there in the
Pen that I wield.


#free verse
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Poet And Muse

I write from my soul to yours
I undress my heart to show you my scars.

Crimson-tinged words need no pages
Scattering into synapse spaces.

The pain spills as blood blue ink
Dipped in the inkwell of syllabic sync.

Hold my words close to your heart
They are my soul's oxygen chart.

I am a poet who paints with her pen
To frame my page with your name again and again.

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Magnolia Reveries

Alphabets become jeweled figurines
Like studded stars drip-dropping
Sparkling confetti on a magnolia vignette…
I sit in quiet solitude breathing in the solace of sepia memories…crocheting a borealis in my solstice day
Syllables of Monet hues flame
A potpourri of poesies
Galaxy’s champagne
Serenades my rosette fire
Kaleidoscopic eloquence
Needling a mantle of chrome waltzes
A phonographic euphoria
Etching a musky interlude
Of shared tears
Radiating scarlet of an Amaryllis quill…

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Magnolia Reveries

Alphabets become jeweled figurines
Like studded stars drip-dropping
Sparkling confetti on a magnolia vignette...
I sit in quiet solitude breathing in the solace of sepia memories...crocheting a borealis in my solstice day
Syllables of Monet hues flame
A potpourri of poesies
Galaxy's champagne
Serenades my rosette fire
Kaleidoscopic eloquence
Needling a mantle of chrome waltzes
A phonographic euphoria
Etching a musky interlude
Of shared tears
Radiating scarlet of an Amaryllis quill...

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Along Came A Spider

Along came a spider
An eight legged rider.

In her web, I espied a fly
Other insects came to say goodbye.

The spider's sting operation
Causing pain sensation.

Spidey's silken seduction
Makes no cause for affection.

An intrepid with her labyrinth
Her stealth is her fingerprint.

She never trips in her net
Her web is her bayonet.

She walks and stalks a silky trail
Rigging a web to catch the frail.

Spiders are seen and never heard
They wield a most unlikely sword.
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Poetry: The perfect noun

If I had wings to fly
I would go to the scarlet moon
On the wings of a diamond night
Trying to live again
Because the poet in me cannot die
I would go in search of my muse
I would go in search of eternity..

Under an ancient sky 
That spills the sun in my hair
Wildflowers in my eyes
Poetry on my lips
When the wind sings on my skin
Broken heartstrings kindle a lilt
Clouds weep into the blue
My soul goes sleepless
As the moon and sun wake together
Feeding my soul with ink
In a silence that goes ballistic
A quill that needs to be tranquilized
I idolize thoughts that spring
From poetry..
My mind stops hurting
I crash my hourglass..

My Little Star

Like a guiding light from the sky 
My brightest star in the deepest night
Even through the day I descry
You shine on me with a gentle light
Miles and miles away, I see you glow
Filled with stardust with warmth you flow
You ignite my sky with a fire that I ride
Morning to night, my days and nights tied
I feel you as you blaze into my night
Like a bloom on fire, you are my scented sight.

Humpty Dumpty

Lived a man named Humpty Dumpty
He had two left feet, he was so clumsy.

One day he fell asleep on his couch
Slipped down like an eel, hurt himself ‘ouch’

But then he picked himself up
Sleep walked into the bath tub .

He did not drown, the tub was empty
As the water was out doin a tsunami.

Ebit

Space-lit tokens 
Tangle virtual
Cryptic stakeout
A jarful of block chain
Digital spun timelines
The e in the emoney
Ether bold currency
Wallet coding
Currently hopium.

Scamdemic

Scamdemic 
Pandemic
Endless epidemic
Made me weak
No exercise
No sleep
Made me sick
Sitting at home
Weary to the bone
Am always on the phone
Feeling all alone

If vaccine is the cure
I took it
I feel sick all the more
I wonder what is in store

Will death come before?
Or will they kill us
With another lockdown
Bulldozing the economy into breaking down
Sword of Damocles hanging on heads like a thorny crown.

Pharma mongers plunder
Throwing vulnerabilities asunder
Masses knuckle under
The big powers big blunder
Politicians puny worth
The muck, the scum of earth
Weapons of masked destruction, sanitizers , the works
A sanity rush going berserk

Destroying mankind’s pulse
The ruckus of a black fungus ..

I check to see if my oximeter still works ..

Dad

On the phone
His sepia smile
The timbre of his voice

In the sunshine of forgetfulness
I look for nature’s colourful cursive footnotes
Stash my pocket with wildflowers
A flower for each moment I miss you
Together we smile and sky write into the cosmos
You live beyond us
Into eternity

I trace a poem into my heart.

My Faltering Quill

Tapping into my cosmic heart 
I shake the stars from the constellations
A blues breeze wraps starry
Gypsy notes
Scatter the Milky Way
Cereus blooms fuse scents of a jazz manouche
The moon cleaves the ether


I write a poem in the dying light
My quill falters...

Children In Mourning





Virgin shrouds
Mourning wombs
Innocence cut short
Parents' lap
Empty broken
Shoulders weary
Eyes weighed
Bullets strayed
Nameless assail
Hopes frail.

When bombs fly
And sirens cry
Children cannot defy
They wonder if they 
Will live to see
Another dawn
Play and run all day long
And they wonder 
What the fighting is all about?