TWITL – week twenty-four

his dreams bring escape in a voice in a touch he doesn’t know why this longing beckons him whispering promises with no one to share his dreams We’re in the midst of triple digit days. We started the week with lovely cool weather but now and for the next few days, we’re supposed to be…

TWITL – week twenty-three – the spin of this dream

the spin of this dream leaves me dizzy with laughter beneath the moonlight Remember when I wrote a poem every day? I did that for about eight and a half years. Yowsa! (I had to look back at my posts.) From 2006 until the middle or so of 2014. Nuts! I wonder if I could…

TWITL – week nineteen – new music, new tattoo, etc

it’s just a notion a supposition a fanciful feeling rooted in this imagination it’s just speculation a break from reality a bit of wishful thinking wrapped in wistful musings because it’s not real it can’t be true surely it’s merely chance something akin to coincidence except– let’s ponder this– give in to the notion for…

TWITL – week fifteen

so besotted in this moment of such sweetness now as if it’s forever OMG, green eyes are my weakness… Did you see what I did there? Well, maybe you did, maybe you didn’t… I’m writing this on Monday when I would have usually written this during the weekend. I had a three day weekend (back…

TWITL – week fourteen

sweetly darkness calls promising dreams of comfort so cold to the touch TV Blindspot – How much do I adore Sullivan Stapleton? I adore him so much that I watch his show in real time, with COMMERCIALS. If that’s not real love, I don’t know what is! Another good episode this week. I’m getting anxious,…

TWITL – week six 2017

when he falls asleep he reaches for me a stranger in reality a constant in dreams whispering a name he doesn’t know searching for a face he’s never seen until he finds me then he knows me we share our hearts our laughter our thoughts until morning rises then he forgets as we let go…

TWITL – week five 2017

the first touch the tentative smile how time just stops the breath holds the heart pauses let this be forever as we exhale suddenly truly alive the broken pieces worn to something new just as beautiful as once fallen tears this time hope blooms with promise in this first touch Simon Kassianides in Desert Dancer…

TWITL – week four 2017

all this time I didn’t know you would be the one every glance a mystery until the moment we touched did you forget as I did to breath to think to speak did you freeze while the spark lit a fire deep within unlocking a different beat to your heart all this time we didn’t…