Impenetrable density Frigid featuresResting bitch face A fortress for othersTrusted without trustingFortitude and aloofness Constantly torn betweenshining in the sunlightand burying her pain deepunder the surface Separated from the packSafety withdrawnin a series of “I was hard on you,so you could be strong.” A beacon, a lighthouseBlind leading the lostWearing trauma like armorEarned, yet undeserved “strength”aContinue reading “Blue Iceberg”
Category Archives: Chasing Sunset
Air of Sophistication
Wine glasses clinkingcheap wine mimosasKnock-off Gucci bagscarrying maxed out credit cardsBargain basement pretenseclothed in second-hand designHiding in plain sightat out of league eventsBanishing self-deprecationwith an air of sophisticationHoping the guise holdsHometown forgottenName changedAllure addedPygmalionEscapeAloneLost I took this photo while on our Alaskan cruise. I loved the sophisticated styling of the area the lamp was foundContinue reading “Air of Sophistication”
The Matchstick Bridge: A Story in Haiku
dreams of riches callunprepared for wildernesstravelers perishing gold rush to yukon–train built for power and speedmen and provisions the matchstick bridge—angled and curved intricatepatterned triangles built for enduranceensuring safe passage throughlast frontier landscape miles above the seaviews of glacial waterfallspass between mountains across steep chasmsfeats of engineering holdwithstanding pressure While in Skagway, Alaska, we tookContinue reading “The Matchstick Bridge: A Story in Haiku”
Accessible Heights
Life presents a series of stumbling blocksEndless obstacles in our pathsPerpetually climbing, seekingSeemingly unattainable heightsUp stairs jagged, narrow, steepImposing boundaries that hold us downKeeping us from reaching, narrowingOur options until we fit some moldPre-determining our destinationBefore we reach the next levelPossibly clearing the way for moreBlinding us to our own potential I was walking downContinue reading “Accessible Heights”
House in Ruin
We thought our house was sturdyUntil we cracked the foundation With our insecurityUntil we tore off the roofWith our prideUntil we flooded the living spaceWith our griefUntil we burned down the wallsWith our angerUntil we tended the gardenWith our neglectUntil we hid the ruinsWith our embarrassment When our ship docked in Juneau, I jumped off asContinue reading “House in Ruin”
At the Root
The branches are celebratedFor their food and their fruitPhotosynthesis their giftBut they’d be nothing without the root The branches produce leavesProviding shade from its shootScented flowers also sproutBut nothing grows without the root The branches spread wideGiving the world a saluteOn behalf of the noble trunkBut all respect to the root The branches of oneContinue reading “At the Root”
Last Woman Standing
She stood waiting Against a backdrop of timeCrumbling with the weight of her tears.Where have her knights gone?She looked around at her ruinsThe frailty of her once proud visage.Where have the years gone?The memory of those long forgottenStill lay at her feet in perpetual worship.How long before she’s gone too? While this series of poems isContinue reading “Last Woman Standing”
Desert Games
Far beneath the cloudsIn the valley of mountainsChildhood games entertain themselvesOthello played on a sandy boardJumping checkers left and rightAs Pac-Man gobbles power pelletsEach a perfect circumferenceDrawn with a Spirograph My fear of heights has grown exponentially as I get older. Maybe it’s because I don’t play much anymore, and I haven’t ridden a rollerContinue reading “Desert Games”
Medusa’s Legacy
Children are to be seen and not heardWomen no differentGuilted into a life of celibacyOf abstinence from allLest we be ostracizedBy the gods and menAn anathema, Snakes hissing around our heads Medusa, too, was a victimOf the gods’ whimsLocked into a life of celibacyDisfigurement the price of sexCursed to hide her formHunted and fearedLust for herContinue reading “Medusa’s Legacy”
Crimes Against Nature
Through the heart of rocky boundariesdelivering life-giving waterto sun-drenched desertsfrom ice-capped mountainsas the natural ebb and flowof centuries pass unfetteredDams built tall and strongcapture the power of this natural cycle stifling its organic balanceLines in the rock showingthe tragic declineof melted dreamsleading to the sad trickleof Earth’s bloodWhile just around the bendshallows stories revealhumanity’s crimes again itselfasContinue reading “Crimes Against Nature”