black flowers

black flowers, leaves of grey
fading away like love’s desire
a cold dying fire

black flowers’ deathly bloom
saving no room for warmth and light
losing the will to fight

black flower’s frozen heart
missing the part that cares and loves
shunning the life from above

black flowers, frozen in death
refusing the breath of the goddess
lost in the darkness

(2015)

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fields of light

skies on fire
countless stars
shining, glowing from beyond

silent woods
no trucks or cars
just us, gazing in wonder

holding hands
fingers intertwined
dazzled by your shimmering hair

silver night
dreams alight
reflected in your loving eyes

interrupted
a broken spell
a wanting world intrudes

dreaming ends
can we ever return
to our fields of light?

world’s fair

I have an idea how the music would go for this, but I haven’t quite fit the words to the rhythm. Regardless, I always hear this as a song rather than a poem.


we traveled halfway round the world
to close the shortest distance
the space between your heart and mine

we needed the assistance
of a city way down under, and
at least a glass or two of wine

they threw a birthday party for the USA
with fireworks in patriotic colors
but I don’t think we really cared
about the twirlers and the jugglers
and the high school band performing at the world’s fair

as we talked for hours in our darkened room
that night, we finally closed the distance

that morning we were lovers,
we ordered breakfast in
because it finally felt so right

we continued our discussion
underneath the cotton covers
debating the merits of vegemite

emerging late that morning
cause we were done pretending
the slipper found a Cinderella

but the rainstorm was unending
so we hid out from the weather
while we looked for an umbrella

as we drank our tea and promised to each other
we knew we’d finally closed the distance

in a clothing store across the street
you looked at something twice
because you said that it was pretty

you forgot the good advice
you’re supposed to take a second glance
when in a foreign city

the traffic goes the other way …

as I knelt beside you on the pavement where you lay,
in the end, we finally closed the distance.

(2010)