Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentine's Poem 2011


Run away with me

to light filled rooms
ocean breezes
climbing roses
and crumbling stone

whole continents
of bedclothes
and a tea tray
of breakfast

beneath my ear
the strong beat
of always

your promise
to me, alone

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

The Other Woman

Mango slices
of your heart -
sweet, juicy
and slipping
from my fingers

My lips
close around
air -
an empty chair
beside me
at sunset

“… we would
go out and dance
listen to some music
hit a couple of wineries…”
you dream,
getting to the part I like best,
the part that makes me cry:
“Then we would go home.”