Poetry — A memory from my childhood dipped in honey
Golden summer days
Memories running together like honey
Sweet melting heat of long hours stretching
Satin sheen of blue sky puffed with clouds
Three young girls
Their heads bobbing about in the garden
Words like hummingbirds darting about
Tinkling laughter…
Poetry —Delicious dishes nestled together waiting for the dip of my chopsticks like an oar slicing into the ocean
the contents of my bento box
form a savory honeycomb of particles
each compartmentalized into their own squares
my wooden chopsticks mingle with
the crackling acidity of
pickled vegetables nestled against
…
Poetry — Come find me, in the moonlit halls of night’s soul
Your tongue is a river of ink
spreading molten words
down my trembling neck
Your name escapes my lips
soft and quivering
like the first flutterings of a
butterfly’s wings
Hesitant and lost at first
Then strong and…
Poetry — thoughts knock on doors and climb in through windows
Buildings full of thoughts
Line avenues in my mind
The thoughts knock on doors
And climb in through windows
Growing like vines on a blank wall
Slithering and green
Glistening in the early morning sun
They light sparks in…
