Thursday, September 4, 2014

"Night of the Drummer"

At each corner
a drummer appeared,
to complete summer's story
with his percussion,
The evening's 
balmy voice
remained unseen 
but hinted 
behind the beat
that brought it all together -
We smiled,
and paused,
intrigued by 
the repetitive meetings
of somehow,
our own pulse.
Lured from within
we found 
the translucent sound,
while palpitations 
of past and future
returned their habit,
and we kept on walking.
A kind and determined 
ambassador
delivered us to ourselves
even against 
our better judgment.

Thursday, May 8, 2014

"Morning"


I wake up 
with my self
to hear the music
in a silent dawn,
drawn
to the promise
of a new horizon.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Thursday, March 6, 2014

“Invisible Embrace”

There’s something
about
this
moment,

I cannot
see or 
know it,

I can only
feel it,

An invisible
embrace.

Undefined
loveliness
fleeting
in mystery
touches me,
holds me.

It just is.

For right now

And that’s enough.