It began as a humorous
day of nothing's and...

I graced piano keys at age seven,
faltering to insecurity...

Ripples In The Water (Haiku)
crystal clear ripples...

I can't walk through fire
but I'd give you a thousand...

I flew across midnight, as the blue moon cried,
no soul insight but my own, walking on stars...

A touch of wine,
candled flame...

Love letters die upon a misty spring
as dragonflies whisper broken sonnets...

When I was five, small and limber
climbing high, among-st giant timber...

Speechless, finger to lips conceal my words
Consumed within transient emerald leaves...

Cold, barren cement became my throne
Tattered tennis shoes teased remnants...

Two sisters sang
a melody...

Icy, vanilla, creme de la crem deluxe
laced In ruby fire cinnamon, candied poison...