Cat Tells Me Secrets

  White whisker whispers paw playfully batting and nipping….. These fluttering earlobes catch butterfly syllables, this cat has secrets and her smile tastes wicked… it is a stretching pink over sharp, white twinkles glinting…. ahhh yes …. this tender wish swims vibrantly orange, innocent and succulent.

Cleopatra

  the asp was forced into it’s devil role…. his shining body pricking with intention sliding through the folds of pathetic drama to fulfil this desperate pantomime.. a reluctant fictitious grief……love bite on her breast and pharaohs shadow a private dancer on the wall tangled in hieroglyphic orders…. gold is swiped in sparkling distraction and crowns

one spark

  wading through clouds my balloon high on pity this footprint is staining our heavenly city inside is out and outside is in (that blast was so loud it made sparks out of him!) the lights I can’t bear as I cut through the sea turning left at the sun I melt into me  

was she even there?

  and do you think I could see her, feel her smell her? do you think I could find her flower-eyed softness, her flowing pelt, her intrepid glee…? I heard her purring, permeating, beneath me I am sure, within my  own blossoming pages… still…. was she even there or was she just a wisp a

Ivory Elephant (again)

  If you let someone love you will they wander off? will they get lost or side tracked, like I did when I was three at the market? a tiny ivory elephant was my desire then, the square of soap that smelt of sandalwood. My loves, my treasure. If I am someone’s ivory elephant will

Envelope

OPEN this envelope and in the smooth yet sharp cornered sheets, between the scent of fingertips beyond the spreading ink is poetry, sapling green with story fine tears blood crimes and flowers fight to reveal each a resplendent joy….. so sniff it, and then tip it to release a flow of tiny wise stars