Ravenous

feed me
your expressions
and thoughts

ideas that shake your heart
and grow, threadlike

Cancerous

in spite of it

Silence

What despair!
That my words
Be greeted with silence.

Insincerity

Words and actions:
Few are those who contemplate
Their own disconnect

Literary Appetite

My favorite thirst is the thirst for words
A turn of phrase as succulent as a peach
An image, silk threads glistening in a tapestry
A story on feathered wings and flight for the mind
To be hungry and to be fed;
There is no greater joy

Writer’s Block

The empty page remains empty
Like my heart remains empty of feeling
No subtle fondness curls in my mind
No embryo rises from the watery depths
In the darkness, its eyes remain closed
And that door, which so many think,
Leads to other worlds, but leads to the truest me,
Stays shut