To infinity, and beyond..

Infinite: yes, the possibilities seem to be, after this month of satisfying poetry; I never felt a hesitation, not once, each poem, I wrote, and I had fun. I met a kind Dragon, befriended her, I once again rallied with a Jordan, I found energy, this thirst to write; I searched deep, for a little … Read moreTo infinity, and beyond..

A big loss..?

I wonder at times, when I’ll stop mourning, if I will stop it at all; I wonder at times, if I stay in your memories, if that is my downfall. I know I must let go, I’ve told myself for long, to do it, stay strong; but it is so hard, to forget few things … Read moreA big loss..?

I, me and myself..

Carefree, casual smile; all the while. Answering all questions, be they easy or even tough, my answers seem enough. I talk direct, never serious; much jest, much love, much zest; I’m at times, like a pest. Always same, for old habits can’t change; innocent yet very mature, of my future I seem sure. I am … Read moreI, me and myself..

Wild poetry..

Pulitzer prize winner Stanley Kunitz once told, “You must be careful not to deprive the poem of its wild origin.” I agree that it is born wild and free, no matter how it is born, and by what means! A poem forms in the sea of my heart An ocean of colors for this sacred … Read moreWild poetry..