The Poetess and the Pendulum

Your love is blue, like ocean, crashing down in waves. Sometimes rough; sometimes calm. It's beauty never-resting.

Not a very good one. But it's new, and I wrote it off the cuff. Who is the master of my soul? To whom am I enslaved? Who whips my spiri...

A poem I wrote, inspired by the 1949 Olivia de Havilland classic "The Heiress." A single tear I shall not shed; you warrant not ...

Mine own soul amongst these shadows; silence, my lone friend. Though my heart doth craveth sunlight, darkness be the end.

A poem about child abuse. A white lace dress- tattered, torn. Saddle shoes so faded, worn. A child's eyes- how they mourn for love not m...

A poem about choosing our own destinies. (Author's note: My multiple-week hiatus was not exactly intentional. I have just been so busy ...

My childhood best friend shall be marrying tomorrow, July 2nd, 2010. I will not be attending the wedding. Alive in my soul are all the words...