Metamorphosis

I only ask you don’t burn this one- This bridge is needed to get home, Or at least to show me the way back… But you don’t care, Not about before. You could spend your whole life Holding on to close friends and Your holiday lovers so if anybody talks of me You can tell…

Teaching Stones to Talk

I keep my ideas Like butterflies on strings;   Like night owls in the sky Lined up on cables, Departing strand by strand At the rising of the sun;   I keep them Like the lines in my skin Of these embrioded human hands, Touching ink to paper, Or practicing alchemy to Teach the stones…

Wings off Butterflies

Hang a ‘do not disturb’ sign Around my neck I am too busy pulling Wings off butterflies And taping them on Newspaper to try and bring The past back to life.   I am too busy picking The shells from snails, Lining them up Along the windows And asking them to Protect me from the…

Little Girl

Too shy to talk But give her a pen And she won’t be silenced, Writing about dragons and fairies And the distant worlds From her delicate, butterfly dreams. She wanted adventure, Only feeling at home When lost in a book. She’d look under her bed To find those monsters In hopes of making friends And…