Splintered

with spindles bosky and silhouette

we perforate the sky, such brittle regret

yet once we stood crookedly proud

resplendent with leaf

so elegantly bowed

.

do you recall when our roots first touched?

you shivered

sending squirrel from covert lair

wooden glances; your arborous armour

barked “beware”

yet I advanced with patient seasons at my side

supporting nest of solitary wren

a foliage crested bride

Sweet interlude

how treasured the luscious mango

full lips seek only the sweetest flesh

in strands of sun drenched gold

pull from stone; slip and hold

eyes laugh, I behold

the succulence of you

in your scented,ripened lair

but ...shall you share?

.

juice runs down the chin

glance invites a nectarous sin

papaya proclaims

it’s time to begin

.

tauntingly, we hesitate

transfixed as

fruit flies congregate

their syrup souls to immolate

A Moment

we hear what we we choose to hear

staccato of ponderous piccolo

amidst the woodwind flurry

or tense tympanic tantrum

to harmonize uneasy worry

.

we feel what we want to feel

clutch at a single stem

to let the thorns bury deep

why not instead the petals

velvet soft in palm to keep?

.

we dream what we want to dream

that even the barren meadow

basks full

so full of sunshine

Vulture

i am content to be a scavenger

sparsely feathered, trembling

with a stench of carrion from window

ajar, yet chained

.

i linger, watchful

preening wings and

tentatively twisted talons

yet, with the filtered light of dawn

twist of neck….

shall I move on?

.

how i envy the entitled bird of prey

i know only shadow…

detritus

and decay

A Gentle Crime

i was accused of poetry and other lyrical misdemeanours

i blame your eyes

and the lure of their dark expanse

on lazy mornings

.

i was threatened with literary libel

and for that

your lips enticing

even when words of rage flowed

in scorched, syllabic streams

.

of course I had weighed the risk

corporal punishment for corporeal adulation

fifty flesh biting lashes

for pondering lubricious lashes

as you slept

.

and when finally the judge rose to voice verdict

from his bench of jaded experience

grasping gavel, yet not my attention

he absolved me of all crime

for love was the culprit

and I,

an ardent accomplice ….

Spectrum

distort my shadow with play of prism

elongate and fenestrate the light in godly prison

subjugate such spectrum with uncanny precision

.

i watch as you deftly twist the beam

with sleight of hand, perverse

and palm unseen

when fingertips are pungent,

this air is kerosene

.

you want me fire

intensify

to heated point,

but I am rainbow

lavish

set to page anoint

Buzz Words

i happen upon a bedroom for bees

a velvet petalled boudoir

‘neath omniscient trees

canopies aquiver in a

lavender scented breeze

.

Bombus impatiens

rests with striped acquaintance

to sip at dappled dew

spiracles gasping

pollened feet askew

.

so quaint this gleeful garden scene

to lull a child

as if in dream

so rest your barb, your lancet sting

poised pollinator…

only honey bring!

I am the "little armored one", moving gently through life. Hoping to safeguard my sensitivities with layers of words and the expression of thought. Shielding my mirror neurons at times, or tasting music and spinning till I'm dizzy. Every moment here is a gift.