We tried to create love  out of piles of ashes  from the blitzkriegs  of our childhoods.   Using saliva   from wet kisses   as mortar to   to fortify this  crumbling love.  Intense flames  of anger, of bitterness,  dried out our false idol  and it collapsed  blowing away  In the winds of truth.  You feigned sorrow  at its ruin.  after acts of empty cruelty  you brought…

You gathered our memories putting them in a box Hundreds of pictures encapsulating our journey Then you packed your things and took the next flight out Across the country to L.A. to begin your new life A journey without me You ditched the pictures in a dumpster behind a Minimart in Arcadia On West Duarte…

The Moment Her scent beckons—Come, take me to wonder.Her eyes speak in silence;She holds answers to mysteries,Resting in the small of her back. I could name constellationsIn every galaxy under heaven.Her body, a painter’s dream—I trace it gently with my fingertips;Each stroke reveals new beauty. Secrets drift from hidden places,Filling my mind with liquid verse—Sounds…

This Blog is a new beginning. A place to display my original Poetry, Essays, Short Stories. A place to express myself to foster creative growth and healing. If you stumbled upon this site I hope you find something that touches a part of you. Shadow Poet