Cherry

I am incurable

Maybe you meant it and maybe you didn’t, but when you said, with your hand pressed against your glass, ‘It must be so sad, not being able to enjoy a drink with friends,
Cherry

A Life Lived Too Long

Wrote this for fun, mainly to see it destroyed by some idiots on a poetry forum I found.

Seven Bits

Tribute to anyone who was raised in an abusive home and to Liz, my mom (love you!). Stay strong and survive! :)

A Sovereign Love

Poem / Song about the greatest love you could ever hope for

Mother Of Sweetness

Poem / Prayer to Mother Mary for assistance in the distasteful and bitter events life often brings

Mother Of Christians

Poem / prayer for Catholic Christians for protection and guidance .

If all the world is a stage, why aren’t we putting on a show?

It feels wonderful to be part of something spectacular; like the making of a movie or the performance of a play or a piece of music and we feel proud or exhilarated when we hear

at night they play music to the plants

at night they play music to the plants strung from the curved wooden sky, strange metallic shapes, like badly drawn megaphones in dolphin grey. in the early light

the 71 Haight-Noriega brings a simple truth home

the 71 Haight-Noriega brings a simple truth home today, there is singing on the bus. it seems like an imagination, but it is very real. and beautiful in its innocence.
Cherry

memory bisque

memory bisque the hot glow of metal, running loose beyond the window, brings back holidays: a kaleidoscopic L.A. freeway, glinting sun gold and teeth white. mine to visit,

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