mornings glow

Twilight of sleep

Between awake and dreaming

Ebb of conscious thoughts

Complete peaceful silence

No time to ruminate

A touch will bring an awakening

Drawing fluid lust from within

Good morning my dear

I don’t do pink

You find me climbing

Hiking up my dress to run

Always rough housing

Be like other little girls

Not a lady, I am strong

Polite, plain spoken

Sugar doesn’t drip from mymouth

Opinions are held

Softness may not be outside

Armor set around my heart

Tortured souls

the pond reflects many things

Flesh caricatures

Monsters sculpture for pleasure

Degrading one’s innocence

Why such gruesome deed?

For a dark souls amusement

How shall a victim retract?

Semblance of white lace

An imperfect existence

Illusion of normalcy

Success by degrees

Notice corruption not yours

Retrieve your worth heart and soul

Recharging (Choka)

the morning blaze

Where’s the whole of you

Crumbs is what I am left with

Within my heart there is more

Slow down take the time

This emptiness will refill

Up righting what’s upside down

Recharging the flame

Embers of passion regained

Our two hearts will light the sky

 

The earth weeps

cloudy sky

Desperate whisper

Urging forceful quality

Any are nonresponsive

Piercing to the heart

How can one turn away

Remedial gritty tears

Women and children

In the name of religion

Mutilated, beaten, marred

Silent congregants

Silence shows complicity

No woman, child left behind

Disregard Petro

Regard the weaker vessels

Liberate from the bully

Earth weeps each soul

The cries not heard nor answered

A tattoo on others souls

 

Reconciliation (Choka)

No regrets rewind

Let’s start from the beginning

Words become complicated

No one’s right all wrong

Blindsided by anger

Seeing past not future

Bridges are burnt down

In war bridges are rebuilt

Cost is split down the middle

We need conveyance

Rebuild with added structure

Boundaries for both parties

Integrity first

Forging a new bridge no gaps

Solutions come from the heart

Design Beatitude

Isolate the cerebral

Abundance of your heart flow

Anticipate good

Bridge now built on solid ground

Cross the threshold with promise

 

Seeing YOU

I saw you coming

A massive crowd between

My heart quickened as my pace

The distance lessens

We are noticed by others

It was as the sea parted

Some seem to wonder

Clear envy on other faces

Our reach has sensual rhythm

We know what we have

Not mere wanting but sheer bliss

Ours is one in a million

 

Homes Nest (Choka)

Tumultuous sky

Marks the changing of seasons

Warmth of air collide with cold

Warm colors arrive

The aroma of wet leaves

With apples and cinnamon

Fill the air and hearts

Hearth and home preparing nest

Harvest is canned and frozen

Wafting aromas

Children in school quiet home

Preparing for winters siege

Wood burning dispels

Chill as family arrives

Bringing their warmth of chatter