If you go away
If you go away Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station… Continue reading
Poems for Artemis and a Nymph
Originally posted on Ink smudges in the rain.:
Two Poems, One Theme, One Angry Goddess No one loves and quarrels, desires and deceives as boldly and brilliantly as Greek gods and goddesses. They…
Je t’aime – I love you (Lara Fabian song)
Je t’aime- I love you You told me in Paris once. “Je t’aime my Johnnie.” Your words like sweet wine overtook my mind and heart. Today I remembered you. Dark brown eyes… Continue reading
Once upon a time…
Once upon a time I found you at the mall walking and I kept an distance from you. I was just looking at a sweet dream lost. I wondered did you remember… Continue reading
If I had magic…
If I had magic Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone once. Looking for a ancient and holy place. The desert mountain hard and her natural beauty. Perfect place to hide the… Continue reading
The Opal
Originally posted on TheFeatheredSleep:
I think of you My heart clenches In the carousel of seconds it takes to form a moment, yet I managed to witness a lifetime How did you come…
For Heather Heyer, for International women day.
For Heather Heyer The world is crying Heather Heyer stood with college kids and the people in Charlotteville. One world and one people. They didn’t accept the disease of hate.… Continue reading
Remembering Rachel Corrie. For International women day.
Beautiful American (For Rachel Corrie. A human shield protecting woman and children. Please listen to her video. She was a spark of life. Blow-out by hate the flame of hope and love. Please… Continue reading
For Susana Castillo Chávez, For international women day.
Susana Chávez I remember you. Dear Poet. Brave and kind woman, you tried to save the forgotten women on the Mexican border. Dear Susana. Your words are left and we, who were… Continue reading
Will I be a memory?
Originally posted on The dark ink:
Will the dance turn a memory From the night of our wedding, On a song we claim ours; That know naught of words. Will the laughs turn…