The denied State

I confess the sins of my father’s life

as it applies to me

I am salty as a pillared Lot’s wife

lost in the desert sea

Tears I weep bear witness brazenly rife

Innocence amputee

Rending the branch with my family tree’s knife




As I lay me down to sleep

I know that you will always keep

the promises we made my friend

even when the night never ends

We will never be apart

for I will always carry you in my heart

You were there for me

I was there for you

When we shared everything

We still stayed true

If you took away

every childhood day

I would still choose you

I still carry you in my heart

Sugar Bright

Brightly colored consumers dazzled the streets as glittery sprinkles

Music sporadically puncuates the roast scented air 

Generators squall screams of power to the food trucks serving delectables.

Children, dogs, puppies, and elderly get dragged haphazardly

threading through the tapestry of flamboyant humanity.

Laughter, shouts paging the lost, the haggling and dickering,

Hands of artisans become hands of merchants, hawking wares

I wander through the murky shades of auras blended into one

First I head down one side, recognizing repeat offenders,

enthusiastically exploring the oddities made from new and/or antiquities

Rainbows spin in place then revolve in a resolving pattern

like a quilt come to life, undulating like lovers beneath the blues.