Sunday, August 23, 2026

shadows from the moon

the moon glows eerily on mountain ranges
casting shadows long and strange 
saguaro standing tall and lean 
with brush and boulders in between 

stars don't help or shed some light 
no settling this disturbance tonight 
coyote roam and search for prey 
to keep the rumbling stomachs at bay 

thoughts cast and fall on desert terrain 
wondering what'll happen if we meet again 
distance grows like the shadows from the moon 
dreams discarded that were roughly hewn

like a dream

when the dream becomes reality 
and the reality like a dream 
when fire catches and ignites 
but is much more extreme 
the moon breaks through the scattered clouds 
the wind pushes colors of fall 
a galaxy of stars surround 
as love takes in it all 
closed eyes open, my heart beats faster 
it's all in the scheme of things 
when the dream becomes reality 
and the reality like a dream

never

I'll never say those words again
I'll bite my tongue and hold them in
what lays spilled on a sticky floor
when it all gushed out that time before
I'll never say those words again

I'll never feel like that again
I'll bury it deep like unforgiven sin
what drifts in dreams, forgotten by morn
swept up like hair after its been shorn
I'll never feel like that again

I'll never hope like that again
hidden by that lovesick grin
it didn't work then nor does it now
I give you this, my solemn vow
I'll never hope like that again

I'll never say those words again
I'll bite my tongue and hold them in
what lays spilled on a sticky floor
when it all gushed out that time before
I'll never say those words again
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Sunday, August 16, 2026

one more time

questions burn
pages turn
still some secrets
I must learn

behind, our past
don't look back
nothing there
but smoke and ash

still, the dreams
my mind screams
waylaid answers
I get it seems

in between
crisp, fresh sheets
love starts over
for you and me

one more time
it's all fine
still I wonder
what's on your mind
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between wonder and love

they meet in the middle
between east and west
between sunrise and sunset
somewhere between dependence and indifference

they meet in the middle
between unsure and surreal
between unopened and unsealed
somewhere between give and take

they meet in the middle
between rain and sun
between ended and just begun
somewhere between fact and fiction

they meet in the middle
between forgiveness and grace
between bittersweet and a honey taste
somewhere between wonder and love

somewhere between blue sky and monsoon
once again, they meet in the middle
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Wednesday, August 5, 2026

the valley



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once or twice

once or twice I thought I saw you
where shadows stretch across rock lawn
but it was the heat from the sun’s rays
a mirage evaporating into evening dust

once or twice I thought I heard you
drifting silently into a dream
when I looked you were not there
faceless lessons I finally learned

once or twice I thought I smelled
ambrosia left from morsels of love
it left me hungry after digested
thirst not quenched from bitter wine

once or twice I thought I felt
the softness of a lover’s hand
soothing brow but not my mind
coarseness of burlap against velvet skin

once or twice I thought I tasted
the sweetness of what could have been
imagination plays funny tricks
on the senses of what won’t be

Wednesday, July 15, 2026

to sleep

maybe even dream
dream of what it all might mean
intent clear at dawn
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love sleeps soundly

the sun shines in your smile 
your eyes the color of blue sky 
your touch warm like the rays 
you start my day 

the moon glows through blinds
 the stars blanket cool skin 
your voice the whisper of a mountain breeze 
when you say "good night baby"
love sleeps soundly in your arms

pirouette

on my toes, but not my game 
a ballerina's pirouette 
Louboutin's with a red soul 
make a pretty silhouette 

crystal clear the morning light
the wine a deepest burgundy 
switching always back and forth 
bending deeply from my knees 

sleep, don't sleep 
dream, don't dream 
black and white to hazy gray 
this is how it seems 

want, don't want
love, don't love
pack it all away
thoughts on a rainy day 

on my toes, but not my game 
a ballerina's pirouette 
Louboutin's with a red soul 
make a pretty silhouette

dreams on water

hiding behind trees at the lake 
leaves falling in full moon light 
trading all we had for something new 
moonbeams glistening like diamonds 
sparkling dreams on rippling water
over pebbles straight to the ocean 

night birds call, gliding, ascending 
around the corner where the river is bending 
down the timeless banks of change 
where sleeplessness awaits 
searching for a friend to see me through 
the darkest of nights

but I am lost in rock formation 
blades of grass bent by howling winds 
sparkling iridescent in shallow light 
I know I won't be staying here 
living on my hopes and prayers 
just another line 
as my watch clicks the minutes by 
I'll know when my time has come 
to get what's mine 
to give the truth 

two shadows

two shadows meet
and fuse into one
a mixture, a blending
of sorts has begun
when darkness falls
a new song has been sung
when daylight emerges
so does a tight bond
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indomitable

Writing what I feel and think 
dissatisfaction, dilemmas, disillusion,
my soul and spirit in blog. 
It eases the pain somehow
helps me to come to terms,
thinking I am in control 
when a higher power dictates 
the past and the future. 
All that I am and will be, 
a future mapped out long ago 
a course that can not be changed
dark and light at the same time. 
Expecting the worst, 
hoping for the best. 
While my guardian angel sleeps 
the candles that were lit 
are extinguished unanswered.
A lifetime of obscurity 
that is dictated 
in day to day measures and
a future that is indomitable.