Published Poetry

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Wisdom   As my days are numbered So shall I meet them With an open heart and a still mind Knowing Peace is within my reach in each moment, Waiting for a quiet sign To enter the realm of the possible An outcast and stranger no more, but a trusted friend Knowing my hearts desires   As my moments are counted So shall I greet them With Love counted twice for each heartbreak Knowing Fulfillment is closer than I imagined Waiting for permission To enter the sphere of my truth A wasted life no more, but an interesting journey Toward my ultimate goal   As my Happiness is measured I shall number my successes And count my blessings And as my Misery is weighed I shall be Forgetful in my old age     Published in: The International Who's Who in Poetry 2004
Sir Thomas' Vision   The swashbuckler's tide had come to a rise, his sword drenched in blood from the fallen  One last fight remained, he knew, the war, now within, was upon him  His ship, The Glory faded fast sinking to the bottom  Bringing with it all his past like stern and mast: forgotten  Within The Glory sank his bride still safe inside her quarters “ What shall become of this, my soul? “ he thought, as he treaded water  “So many sins committed fast, My sword so often used”  “I lay it now in peace to rest among the salty pews”     Published in: Colours of the Heart, Noble House Publishers, UK 2004
Adult in the Millennia   In another life Just Yesterday I was frightened and alone   But in a sweeping instant I grew up and now I'm strong   I linger in my freedom Full of life my love goes on   For the little girl that I once was And the woman I've become Received Editors Choice Award, Published in: Eternal Portraits 2003, ISBN: 0-7951-5227-2.
Music and the Madwoman   Sweet, sweet music Pumping my body Full of life Passion surging Through my ears Music Pumping my heart The beat Of the soul laughing Crying, smiling Howling at the neon The Madwoman freed Shaking her hips Closing her eyes That beat Ripping through Her body Impassioned Hearing nothing But that sweet, sweet music   Published in: Blossom in the Dawning 1998, The National Library of Poetry
The Grief     Like the river Never ceasing Never ending   Tears swell And fall For a loved one Who left you   Invisible Leaving no trace From dry eyes   They swell And fall From a bleeding heart   Published in: A Moment to Reflect 1997, ISBN:1-57553-349-9