Tag Archives: poetry
Smile Brilliance
When dark as of deep spacesuffused my troubled mind,the smile on your facebrought light of being kind. The darkness in me shattered at the sightof your warm smile filled with kindness light. In darkness I was in,when hope of light … Continue reading
Calathea
I saw you in a garden storeand loved you at first sight.You seemed a masterpieceof leaves that drank the light. Calathea.. You’re not the kind of lovethat makes me sweat and pant,but still I love you andcherish you, my plant. … Continue reading
Freckle Archipelago
We made a plan to island hopacross a southern sea.Our breakup caused that plan to pop,yet on her own went she. But islands with their shores of sandhold less appeal for methan those I traveled with my hand,in love, caressingly: … Continue reading
Sappiness License
You sang with your guitar upon your lap,a song you worried carried too much sap,but like a tree draws life from sap within,your sap brings life because its genuine. Your sap may span the range from sad to happy,and you … Continue reading
Maestro
My friend, you are for me a special teacherof things that I could never learn from books,though others see in you a different feature,that I see too: the cuteness of your looks. You’ve cleared my mind when it’s been veiled … Continue reading
True Rose
The love that didn’t last foreveris seen as love that wasn’t true.I treasure, though, our time togetherand all the life that we went through. The love was true, though it fell like a leaf:A rose is true, although its bloom … Continue reading
Kyrie Queries
Is Christianity a freckleupon the body of Christ?An infinitesimal sliverof a cake religion sliced?Is Christ stashed in a boxwith doctrines as its locks?The answer’s are anyone’s guess,but I bet they’re Yes, Yes, Yes. Mario A. Pita
Driftwood Gratefulness
You asked someone to cling to you,to keep themselves afloat,as if you were life-saving driftwood,and they had lost their boat. That offer feels so beautifulfor someone lost at seayet makes me wonder how you keepyour gift of buoyancy… For in … Continue reading
Flutist Muse
For Miriam When silence is clothed with sound,its outfit can beat a suit,especially, I’ve found,when someone plays a flute. Who? Who? Who? An owl will hoot.It’s you, you, you, playing your flute. Acoustic sweetness savored,as though of fresh-squeezed fruit,is delicacy-flavoredwhen … Continue reading
Miriam Dream
A meditator’s mantra,“Om Mani Padme Hum,”transforms within a dreamto be “Oh Miriam.” “Mmmm Mm Mmmm,” a hummingbird’s hum,becomes, “Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm Miriam.” Three syllables add up,infinity their sum,a musical summation,Mi ‒ ri ‒ am. “Mmmm Mm Mmmm,” a hummingbird’s … Continue reading