Monday Morning Musings – 8

Out for a walk last week I discovered a place that brought a smile as I remembered….


Wandered upon whimsy

Moss, stones, tumbled chimney

Forgotten garden child

Flower strewn, laughter wild

Unabashed joy rises

Muddy footed, blue eyed

Wind beckoned, dreams chased

Memory’s breath, heart traced.

ls/ July 21 2019




Monday Morning Musings – 6

I am loathe to attribute my limited perspective as fact to circumstances and situations that were mired in half truths and hopeful lies. This week’s poem is titled Fumbled and can be found in Dark Road, now available on Amazon.


Fumbled in our darkness

Fumbled in our dreams

Bitter taste of failing

Try and try again

To be less, more, something in between

Until broken, love diminished, grief

Futility, missteps, angst

We stood no chance

Fumbled in our darkness

Fumbled to be free.



Monday Morning Musings – 5

ThIs poem is not from Dark Road, but comes from a place that inspires me. Perhaps today I longed for Baja waves and my besties and the lyricism of Spanish.




Sirena dreams sea and stone

Wanderer, heart alone

Sings refrain of ocean tides

Time space divides

Righted wrongs, wronged rights

Questions waves incite

Duality caught between

Tender smile, cruel screams

Bound by choice, where none exists

Imagined sorrow’s kiss

Pearl born from the mundane

Stares upon reflection changed


Sirena sueña mar y piedra

Vagabundo, solo corazón

Canta estribillo de mareas oceánicas

El tiempo se divide

Malos derechos, derechos injuriados

Preguntas que incitan las ondas

Dualidad atrapada entre

Sonrisa tierna, gritos crueles

Limitado por elección, donde no exista

El beso del dolor imaginado

Perla nacida de lo mundano

Miradas fijas sobre reflexión cambiadas