She collects her thoughts
coiled, submissive to colors...

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

Tapping out syllabic rituals
crossing words that mix and match...

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

How precious Is he that stands In the door
chiseled smile with eyes of golden brown...

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

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

Marshmallow clouds
Softly weeping...

Mustang Sally Is a runner
causing Wilson Pickett...

Stalking a dismal path under a hypnotic moon
Observant eyes become transparent, hollow...

I manipulated the stars, In desperate fashion
braided ebony locks, allowing them to dazzle...

Melodic whispers sing his name
Sixteen rings shine for Timothy...