I felt you coming in the fall, When the leaves turn gold and crimson, These notes of summer past, drop to the ground. I felt you drawing near in fall, degrees of heat cooling. And all that is alive goes underground to slumber for a season. Yet nothing was asleep in me. Anticipation like the… Continue reading I Felt You Coming in the Fall
This prose is about a knight (man) who cannot stop fighting his demons in order to find love.
Your soft rubber soles make no sound upon the gravel walk. You come as the moon rises high in the sky, dressed for spying, for observing. Your black covered mask and slim leather gloves reveal nothing about who you are, As you peek into my world. My mess of curls splayed across the pillow, my… Continue reading Love Me Like A Spy
Steal from me I thought you were giving to me… Your words of sweetness and feigning interest in who I am. And then they came to a stop, reversed and backed away. No more deep tugging at my heart, No more calls and kisses and hellos. It’s just suspended, short bursts of tiny moments with… Continue reading Steal From Me
The Night is Upon Us For the Wolf, by Victoria Yeary, April 3, 2019 The night is upon me and I hear the wolf cry And I wonder if his cry is for me? He is seeking a partner, someone to lie with on cold nights, deep in the forest. And I wonder if it’s… Continue reading Night is Upon Us- a poem
It’s Saturday morning,Made coffee and brought it back to bed. I’m tired of coffee. It feels dull on my tongue. I sleep each night on one half, I wake to the other half, neatly tucked sheets without a crease. Where are you my best friend? Where are you my lover? The warmth of your body… Continue reading The Other Half of the Bed
Hold me; hold my heart. Hold it like a lover, softly, passionately. Hold it like a father, protectively, strongly. Hold it like a brother, laughing with me, playing along. Hold it like a best friend, secrets we only know, places we only go. And your heart? It is tucked within mine. It is held like… Continue reading Hold My Heart
Marmalade Heart She plucks the Seville orange, bright, joyful color of a bumpy rind, digging her fingers into its flesh. Sprays of citrus flavor the air. Heaps of curling skins fall around her as she gently supremes the white, pithy webs of encasement. Juices dripping down her hands and wrist, as… Continue reading Marmalade Heart
You hang in little spaces like motes on an afternoon shaft of light. Floating and yet, I cannot catch you or find a surface big enough where you will land to examine what or who you are. A brief brilliance and you appear bigger, almost solid to my eyes. But float away you do, and… Continue reading Love and Sunsets
Ngong Hills, Kenya The Ngong Hills are peaks in a ridge along the Great Rift Valley, located southwest near Nairobi, in southern Kenya. The word "Ngong" is an Anglicization of a Maasai phrase "enkong'u emuny" meaning rhinoceros spring, and this name derives from a spring located near Ngong Town. [1] Though I hear the villagers… Continue reading Knuckle Hills In Kenya
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
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