Happy Thanksgiving

Three hundred and sixty five
Days of abundance
Cupfuls of warmth, love, and time
Shared beauty of earth
Measured in the breath of life
Gazing in wonder
At the wide open skies
Family and memories
Make the days sweeter
Friendship lightens
The daily beating drum
In all things
In all seasons
In past and present
Future journeys
Ponder, pause, and pray
May all give thanks

Haiku Heights: Stranger

Hi all,

I've written a pair of haikus for Haiku Heights. The theme this week is stranger.

Dark eyes gazing back
Mysterious steps protract
Descend into black

Facing in moonlight
Beaming face in twinkling stars
My friend, no stranger

Some Holiday Cheer

Hi bloggers,

One, ceremonious tree lighting ignited the darkened sky before a raucous crowd of friends, families, and neighbors. Infused with rock music from We the Kings, screaming teenage girls, and merry shoppers, the event was blissfully lighthearted and full of holiday cheer. We’ll be giving thanks and dreaming of turkey Thursday. How will you ring in the holidays?

Night of Beauty

Hi bloggers,

This is a new poem I wrote inspired by the beauty and joy of the universe.

A night of beauty
In the mystic sky
An amber rose
Lit like the moon
Entices your nose to dip
Full, encircling like the eclipse
Velvet arms of midnight
Guide me towards twinkling stars
However high, however far
What a night of beauty

After The Rain

After the rain
Blue rippling in skyline
Ray of sun peeking
Warm and divine
Storm clouds receding
Horizon now sublime

Hope you all enjoy your Sky Watch Friday!

Echoes (O.S.I.)

Hi bloggers,

I've written two poems for O.S.I. The theme this week is echoes.

Deep
Receding
Echoes
Shimmering
Across the water
Leaping
In the skyline

God’s voice
In the wind
Revives
The Universe
Of my heart
Full and wide

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Echoes of poems
Lines rehearsed
Scriptures repeated
Rapture claps
Against my lips
The heart sings
An echo
Of spirit

Venom (Short Story)

Hi all,

I’ve written this short story with the femme fatale in mind. Hope you enjoy my weekend story!

The patrons warned she was the worst creature on earth. But she reigned with unruly might over the male sex, sunk her pearly whites into their flesh, and nibbled at their hearts.

Her kind first seduces you with her eyes. The lines of her dress swerve in silk, lace, and lust. Her eyes hold the world and in one naked leap, you’ll swim towards her. The waters are deceptively shallow and you’ll drown.

You wake in the river of her scent, and she is leaning over you. Her satin glove rises like a sail in the night. You fight the urge to touch her. She extends her hand with a tease, and you obligingly kiss her.

“Dance with me,” she smiles. Her eyes are full of heat and smoke. She presses her hand against the nape of her neck, beads of sweat slowly rolling down.

“It’s hot in here. Let’s take a walk outside,” she says. You cheerily whisk her into the night. Her hands roam about your face, inspecting her man of the hour. She sniffs the boyhood off your skin and laughs in your face.

“You need a silk tie. Deep and midnight blue like your eyes,” she commands. She browses the window of a closed shop. She plays a bit with the lock and thrusts you inside. She undresses you rapidly with her fingers, and you emerge a gentleman. You cock the fedora low on your head and brush its velvet brim.

She parades you in a party of her choosing. She is magnetic and captivating to touch. Leaning in close, she presses her lips upon your cheek. Her laugh is sweet to your ears.

A man recognizes her from across the room and glares with each calculating step. He hurls his fists at you and knocks you backwards. The room is spinning madly and out of focus. Your lip is warm with blood as she flutters above you in emerald green.

“Sorry kiddo,” she whispers mildly. She plants one last kiss upon your forehead, moist and scented in perfume. She eyes another man and vanishes from view.