Missing Pages

Missing Pages

I must have missing pages  Or perhaps the cover’s blank.   Maybe the title is misleading  Or it could be just a prank.    The words might be misspelled  Or blurred before your eyes.   Punctuation, for all I know,  Mayhaps does follow lies.    ...
Buds of Spring

Buds of Spring

Blood-red drops  On ashen trees  Soon give way  To newborn leaves.  All at once  They seem to burst  In a race  To blossom first.  Spring is here!  But for how long?  It will bow  To Summer’s song.   Read my latest poems, “Behind a Smile” and...
Behind a Smile

Behind a Smile

A simple motion  A curve of lips  Not knowing what it costs  It’s my devotion  Following scripts  Ignoring broken parts    What is a face  If not a mask  To hide away my pain?  A lonely space  An empty cask  The place of my domain    Too many voices ...
Momentary Butterflies

Momentary Butterflies

Momentary butterflies That flit up through the air They die as they reach the skies I wonder if they care?   Born of heat that feeds on death Their mother consumes all They fade as they touch the earth She flickers as they fall.    When their mother fades...
January Came Today

January Came Today

  January came today   And though I like to try  I can’t quite recall to say  Just when she dropped on by.    She says to us “Spring is near”  But we plunge into the cold  Soon enough, it’s all too clear That we’re in for ice and...