Tanka – Mondaze 

Monday morning start

Yawning eye lids come apart

Splash water, restart 

Fill the caffeinated heart

Catch the train, time to depart 

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Museum of Memories

Do you remember that time we went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art?

You trailed me through the Greek statues as I gawked at my “ancestors.”

Making poses next to Artemis and Apollo, as if we were Gods ourselves.

We thought  we were… didn’t we?

That we had it all. Continue reading

High Heat.

I requested a warm affection

But received a hot addiction.

I wanted soul in his step

But witnessed stepping into his soul.

I asked for his hand

But arrested his heart.

And like a perfect rose set aflame

Burnt are the passions in love’s bitter game.