Tag Archives: queen




listen to the glisten

at the edges of the mouth

with a tip of the hat

spy the twist

of the lips

and the words

on the tongue

note the warmth in the wet

slide the lines

on the page

turn the corners

of the look

on the side of the eye

and a glance or a shift

of perspective

and light

at the window

of mind

under wraps is a glow

like a worm

in an apple

in a cloak

i n c o g n i t o

A lie is a lie no matter how small if it sits on the heart

keeping people apart

and the pain

is a dream

bare the light

breaking in

to the night

peeling back

from the fruit

or the fright.

Revel in your truth, be proud of your fleece

let the flowers in your mouth

fall soft on your feet

wipe the dust off your knees and blow old off your book

be the queen of the universe

and king of your nook.

The Pink House

Pink Bees stare

as hungry jealous queen pulls my hair

My pink house

up to waist in water

sliding on sand

Old man sits on wooden chair and squeezes little, pink hand

Pink sea house under disappearing steps

curving like questions or smoke

Girl house leans in pink water under thick grey, melodic sky

empty sea shell waits for next wave to bring pink friend

pink friends and bees fill empty sea shells whilst girl houses lean and spill on moving sand and jealous water