Sea Smoke

His smile, quicksilver on a midnight sigh. Illuminating needs I thought had resigned. My skin heated in sin and savagery, … More

In the Mood

*I guess one cannot be a tempest without being a bit temperamental. I have times of rich darkness, sultry naughtiness, … More

I’m a mother. Appreciate me. I am a business woman. Respect me. I’m a writer. Read me. I’m a photographer. … More

Mind of shadows and blurred needs. Battle of disguises and crumbled masks. Words of substance that melt into nonexistence. Body … More

Their wishes floated between them Black and white in fluid certainty Yet, it was the unspoken gray needs that they … More

An answer to prayers left unspoken, communicated by stories untold Fantasies distilled in poetry swallowed in hushed pain waiting to … More

There is no gag, but I dare not speak. Not because of fear of punishment (which I do desire), but … More

Words are power. You use them unmercifully to tease and taunt my will. From you, I drink my fill, savoring … More

Using tranquility (something I seem unable to obtain) as a prompt, I experimented with several poetry forms. She welcomes the … More