And when it is all over—the magic of blooming momentsthe flowering of budding dreamsthe smell of sweet love in spring timeand the burst of immense passion—all will vanish into thin crisp airthat once blew life into the tender trunknow rotting into the groundand all...
Woke up this morning wanting a manto love and to care and to give all he canto tell me I am the star on his crownhis devotion to me will not waver nor drown. Woke up this morning wishing I wascuddled with passion my body reposedin arms of beau nuzzled and strokedthis...
And then there comes a timeinevitably when all thingsone holds deardieand so it iswith all the daysthat come and golike pearls on a stringrolling offtoo fast to catchturning today into faded memoriesinto yester year yearnings —filling the nights withsilent sighs a...
This is the first video in the timely spoken-word poetry trilogy by Yakira Shimoni Fulks which capture the impact of Covid19. Her chilling account of the lock-down plays like a thriller. “I sat on the edge of my seat as I listened intently to every word spoken along...
We stoppedat the ridge across the bayand watched the rust colored hillsroll down into the blue oceaninto the silvery swellsthat skid along the shoresilent and adriftlike bleached woodscatteredon the white sandwe satsomber like empty shellsreliving life as it...
There between wondrous wishes and longings that linger in the light of a lone candle she felt the spark that ignites two hearts in the split of a moment. And from the corner of her eyeshe saw a streak of lightthe darkened skyhad turned brighteffervescent...