Beauty, Gratitude, Home, Hope, Miracles, Questions


A welcome surprise
to end my day
my candle burning bright
on the mantle
as never before
when the flickering frail flame
smothered under melted wax
would sputter into
nothingness, but now
for no reason
it lives, it breathes
it lights my darkness
and gives me hope
that my wish
will come true
will appear
in spontaneous
combustion, coming home
to me.

Beauty, Healing, Hope, Journeys, New Paths, Pain, Truth

Weight Wait

Overweight, weighted
down with weight, with weighty thoughts
with a weighty

Proposal. I do
I think I really do want
to lose these weights, these

Shackled pounds that keep
me staggering under the
weight of myself, my

meaty thighs, my thick
ponderousness, my belly.
Lose the weights and fly.

Beauty, Chakra energy, Empathy, Gratitude, Greek mythology, Hope, Journeys, Judaism, People

Time to Dream

Slip into a state of the other
where sunshine flows through
your silken hair and sky-bound prisms
mirror the spectrum of colors caught
in your iridescent eyes and
you speak softly of my beauty
of our power to pull forth
from our fertile soil new life
a far off dream, a so close fear
that you might love me
that you still dream of me
that you long to worship me
slip between worlds into my temple
and find your true self.

Beauty, Chakra energy, Empathy, Gratitude, Greek mythology, People, Truth


It was the color only
for royalty, once.
On pain of death
no one would dare
to stand and
drape themselves
in my regal plum, my
saturated hue,
hubris on display
in the lush folds
of my wine-soaked robes.
But now, in this age
when any, when all
live better than kings
they don the garb
of high priestesses
unknowing, invoking
the goddesses with
intimate caresses
of spun cotton, woven
into tapestries of power
they wear on their skin
for the bargain price
of less than an hour’s labor.
We are all regal, now.

Beauty, Chakra energy, Empathy, Family, Friends, Fun, Gratitude, Hope, Love, Marriage


Glass flowers bloom
from regal damask walls,
luminous creamy white
brilliance, casting shadows
onto a woodland carpet
made for dancing, twirling,
with billowing chiffon skirts
gracefully draping, in time
with the dulcimer downbeat.
A beautiful celebration
of a beautiful love.

Beauty, Chakra energy, Fun, Gratitude, Home, Miracles

Dusk in the Fall in Los Angeles

I walk out
of the carefully controlled
environment of the grocery store
into a paradise, lights dimming,
slight tinge of cold
pink golden clouds stark
against bright blue still,
as the sun descends at 4:45 pm.
Can it really be turning
to darkness already,
this early in the day?
Doesn’t it stay blazing heat,
searing sunshine always?
No, it just seemed that way,
when we were in the grips
of unabated desert flames,
it seemed it would last forever.
But Autumn did come,
we fell into what
we call cold at sixty degrees,
and the crisp beauty
refreshes and cleanses
our souls, as day
becomes dusk becomes dark.