A Married Woman Describes One of Her Encounters.
(Based on true events. Not necessarily mine though, wink wink.)

Short story:2
Love – a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.

I really like this one. I hope you do too=]

It speaks for itself.

An evening star is my Muse that has me searching the night sky on moonlit nights. It is like a woman to me that remains unaware of how she inspires me.

My muse has a mine of its own.

A poem about a kitchen table.

For Kymberly Hollander.

This is a poem I wrote in meditation during thoughts of life and the manifestation of pervasion that exists in the world around me.

All eyes on me; strange that this is both the nightmare and the dream and in truth do I really know what I want? A ~ Muse… I suppose I could take it if I were famous or even infamous but I’m just a joke that’s repeated; I guess that’s something.