Don’t you adore the sway of that tree? It’s icy branches reflect moonlight, as slow motion sparkles. Don’t you want to join its rhythm? Move your arms gracefully, free your feet and shine? Sway away. Scintillate. Release your freedom. Adore. _____Adriana…
Take me further
Push those clouds a w a y . . . Kick them! Far! far a w a y Take me f u r t h e r S c e n t m y s k y w i t h golden sunflowers glowing honey velvety warmth cinnamon ray-paths freshly-cut dawn smooth dewdrops cacao hints a first love kiss & ephemeral youth E n h a n c e m y s e n s e s L o s e c o n t r o l F r e e m e Again! _____Adriana…
A glimpse
Eyelids open, eyelids shut. A glimpse to the other side, maybe a ghost or dragonfly. Amelia follows the luminous, transparent wings. Their flutter leaves a red and golden trail with a faint azalea fragrance. Amelia closes her eyes, and follows the scent through dark woods and starless skies. Ears listen,…
Fear is a darkened rose
Fear is a rose with black mask. Fear is what makes us move. It is the next step we ought to take. the uncertainty of turning left or right. I fear me, I, all and nothing. Then I walk. I take the road… I step out. I fall, I run,…
I have no intentions, yet I smile
You! Sharp blue you! Will you trick me? Won’t you enchant me? Your lips have the magnetism of a flower high on Stravinsky notes. I look at them. Ignore the words. What’s that curiosity you evoke? I have no intentions, yet I smile. There is distance, yet you…
Passion under icy rain
Write your emotions! –I hear. All I can think of is pizza and ice, or a kiss and a hand-shake, vinegar and wine. That doesn’t make any sense! Why can’t I express myself coherently today? All I imagine is passion under icy rain; random sequences of vivid/lifeless vibes. Neon lights…
Death and jazz
I think of you and wonder ’bout death and cycles dawns or sunsets nightmares doors bliss It’s all mixed up blended into amorphous impressions Unseen thoughts right here Old jazz inside my head Music fused with closure maybe also melancholy or serenity…
Overwhelmed
Just in the last month, Amelia has: 1) Randomly silenced her phone 2) Hid five times from her diary 3) Walked on eggshells around her own thoughts 4) Slept ten nights with her head under the pillow 5) Snoozed six rounds for at least seven mornings Amelia is now charged…