A crown of stars,
A gown of silken glory
will never suffice
to show what you mean to me

No man can understand
the stress of child-bearing
as one grows in your womb
through nine months of aching

No man can know the pain
of woman in labour,
risking her precious life,
giving birth to another

If I lose a good friend,
I can find another
but none can replace you,
Not now, not ever

That is why, Dear Mother
I will always love you
now and forever
this will always be

I'm not sure how to begin
I haven't been into my feelings
For quite some time but then
I meet you crazy sexy appealing
In every way and by no means
Do I intend to let you slip away
You're like a dream that I deem
True. Serene, my brightest day,
My queen, my sweet escape
From the numbness, from the pain
The forced hate, the being afraid
To feel again. Truthfully, I'm amazed
At first, I wasn't sure how to begin
Nervous, this still being somewhat new

When Sun bids adieu
the greens wave in gratitude
for keeping their grins

At night they enact their role
wiping some carbon footprints

Moon glides merrily
a ballet on starlit stage
the crickets applaud

Floral tributes greet at dawn
in rose buds speckled with gems

Somewhere in the trees,
a hooting owl greets the night
restless bats take flight

Spying on the moon,
a young crow is mesmerized
by her great beauty

Where fireflies gather,
tiny merry lights linger,
teasing the shadows

While the crickets sing
celebrating the dark hour
with their own rhythm

The night comes alive
with the sound of hunting beasts
fighting or survival....

Well, let me hold you!
We have many things to hold
what all you want to hold
just let me know
when you yourself are held,
no one will let you go
without breaking a weld
so hold on
I shall await
a message from you
till then I shall hold on
my prettiest one on to you!

Emerald City

Thin dogs snarl ferociously
fighting for a bone
in an empty parking lot
where shapeless people moan
about inclement weather
and the rising cost of wine
all the while insisting
that their attitudes are fine

on yon cerulean sisters
this heart discovers a pumice in apiary
ring wings of inkling curtains
fleece cloud like fanlight
bird rainbows covert
of sky-light reeds
mauve descendants splay
velvet illumined concussions

lace of the swift attic brew
like dew temperamental befall
charlatans bruised in hope
pore fire hush mildewed
to sapphire cobbled wires
on stone shone gales flit
pearly heatwaves - this Dorset gift

neverbland
the bulbs broken
sift with a magic blackness
swing in the humid puffs

the leather jackets
creak
leaning
the salt air
mixed
these changed up winds

barbarous
ferrous tides
and stained handles
the doors like a canal
gate gushing

kisses out of boredom
frustration
in crushed holds
like diver codice
log books
silted history
in submersion

exagerations
in candles lit
footsteps on heavens gate floor