Reno Solo

We met in a whirlwind throwing caution aside. First time your lips found mine, the planets aligned. The feeling we named love, our friends called it volatile. Like an old romantic movie, we ran to Vegas for our vows. Impulsive but it felt right. Now I’m stuck in the middle of a cyclone, traveling alone. … Continue reading Reno Solo

Street Artist

Street Artist – Pixbay The ache that settled in his kneecaps, forgotten. His artist hands steadily captured his prophetic dreams that transitioned into nightmares, depending on the happy hour drink served at some low-class bar. Tequila brought visions of the Messiah opening arms wide to welcome a drunkard home, forgiven. Jack Daniels filled his sleeping … Continue reading Street Artist

Poem for The Sunday Whirl

It’s been awhile since I have written in my blog.  Mostly due to doing everything from my cellphone instead of my laptop. Here is my take for the The Sunday Whirl. Maybe this will be the week to pick back up on my writing.     Losing you is still too fresh to work through … Continue reading Poem for The Sunday Whirl

My 1st Erasure Poem

[Image from Page 3 of “How to Stop Time” by Matt Haig. Most of the image has been blacked out to read: Santa Barbara years bored pleasant. Heaven with traffic. Drank wine. Going mad, panic attacks. Lived centuries. Witnessed war, revolutions. Waking up my heart going crazy. Feeling trapped inside myself. Something. Los Angeles calmed … Continue reading My 1st Erasure Poem