Thursday, November 13, 2014

POETRY - The Calla Lily

The Calla Lily

A Calla Lily
folds upon itself.
One single perfect petal
the phallus, the stamen.

Intertwines him
with perfect longing
and he dusts her with
a golden shower.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

POETRY - Last Night's Moon

Last Night's Moon

Last night the moon
chased the sunset away.
Pillows of gray and purple
were laced with
the gold of the moon.