Category Archive: Poems

Sanctuary

My masts are engulfed in flames that do not burn.  Scavenging pirates scatter, empty-handed, with no booty they yearn.  St. Elmo, be with me, a refugee from a hostile land – a sailor… Continue reading

Nekomata Cat Ghost (For Erica)

I sit up in my *zaisu chair. Is that you? Are you there? Shadows flit across the floor. Blackness hisses, run out the door! Night has drawn the shades on another day. My… Continue reading

Cicada’s Song

Ah, to be a cicada and discard what I’d once been- dispersing in the wind. Particles of me, so tiny, no one would see. I’d scatter in the breeze. In your hair, I’d… Continue reading

Fremescent (For Julie)

Silence isn’t my friend – although you’d never know it. Outwardly, I can be quiet. What does it matter what you’ve said, when there’s so much screaming going on in my own head?… Continue reading

Haiku Poems: Grip (For Samantha)

I’ll be your mermaid – swimming into the deepest depths of your blue sea. Your current pulls me. Like tentacles of a squid, you enwrap and grip. Excitement tingles – sharp stings from… Continue reading

Dare (For Gabi & Magalí)

When I close my eyes, my mind blossoms. Dreams I dare not pen take hold of my hand, and lead me into enlightened lands. ∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼∼ My poem was inspired by Poe’s brilliant words:… Continue reading

Scarred Walls (For Talissa & Ivor)

Memories of you and me in this room. Did the walls bear witness to every whisper, every moan? Secrets in hearts forever entombed in pulsating chambers. Our lies inscribed on scarred walls of… Continue reading

War Zone

Should I walk away as your fire burns me? Not even touching you, I smolder. This *Aegis shield I wear is my frigid icy stare. Keep your distance. Beware. This battle of right… Continue reading

Chimerical Lake (For Eilidh)

I’ll drink from a chimerical lake, let fantasies swirl inside, surge joy into a stagnant heart once cloaked in melancholy skies. I’ll feel the rush of the wind stretch sails taut and tight.… Continue reading

Oxygen Deprived

Ceased circulation restricted air to all things. Thinkers now extinct.   This haiku was inspired by the creative and beguiling Scooj and his poem, “State Employment.”