We Are Here

We Are Here

We are here and then we die the naked truth won’t dress up lies we are here we trywe cry then six feet under wide open-eyed we see it clearly the shamethe lies no place to go to run or hide life’s a bitch take it with stride you may be healedbut then you...
That Morning Day

That Morning Day

I recall that morning dayyou flickered on from far awaya noble name — a blip on screenI felt I was your long-lost Queen. I felt I fell from silver cloudsof thunder proud and — oh, so loudinto a realm so bright so blueof loving nights and morning dew. I...
Linked In

Linked In

Linked in endless feed dotting eyes watch subtle tease hoarding likes like candy bars from faceless strangers near and far a world of meaning less than more incessant chatter with words galore free loadersand passersbythrow jaded shadeand scheme and spyand smear their...
You Mean the World to Me

You Mean the World to Me

You mean the world to me, my love you make me feel alive my spirit sings with endless joy each morning when I rise. As days go by and years go pastmy wish is only oneto be with youto hold your handand kiss you in the sun*©Yakira Shimoni Fulks Art and PoetryJanuary...
The Magic

The Magic

In the early morning sunrise when I run to sea once again I watch the magic that He saved for me.Ocean spray and seagulls flyingover lapping swellsthere I pray in awe and silenceand dance on sandy shells.In the morning early sunrisethere I wonder whyin a world of...