a flammable affinity,
emblazoned for The Trinity.

we pray our perishable parish
won't expire 'til infinity.

clowning around juggling rings of fire
entranced by dichromatic sunbeams eclipse
an annular event set to bloom annually
petals unfurling on a time lapse of bliss

a range of emotions shines brightly in daylight
barred from the sparkle of candlelight's kiss
cheekily dancing around a bonfire burning
cardinals alight on a preordained niche

bow down with darkened heart
arise light-headed,
acclimating to illumination

engulfed in a storm,
whipped by wisps

lashes of Light
look down on me in a merciful eye

the Trinity superceding all states of matter
transfusion of plasma,
flames dashing through my veins,
cleanse and enlighten my inward parts

a deviation of Your nature,
I dare to swallow fire,
praying not to be consumed

teardrop prism,
graceful dew
beaded upon my stillborn heart,

pool in the roots in my soul,
Holy Spirit take hold,

grant me an honorable transfusion.
make my dead end a good start.

Triune of light,
three beams coalesce as One
shine down radiant understanding
and make light work of heavy burdens

holy suspension of disbelievers
remembered dust found in the spotlight of Your grace

pierced by striations of divinity,
penitent droplets cast refractory remnants into eternity
crowned with prismatic halos of mercy and compassion

un poquito de mantequilla
para la salud tu alma

las coquis y mariposas
ellos vivas mas calmas

resplendent ripples of bedewed flames
cast upon my darkened soul

an anointing of grace
lays buoyant atop my shy understanding

warmth waft, arise to dry my cries
gradient radiance bless my life everlasting

deign to meet me on my knees,
my head cast down with hopes raised high

shield my weakness and bless me to shine,
praying for a peaceful departure

I'd like some sugar in my tea:
souvenir of sweetness,
saccharine delight

remind me of simpler, cloying times
nostalgia bittersweet,
a peachy respite

plaintive passion
nimble nimbus
reign on us from high

cast me down
and raise my gaze
with reverence I cry

ubiquitous stanzas,
grounded community
found in the perforations we leave

lips parted,
professing shared sorrows still joyous
threaded within tapestries we weave

rivulets of repentance
carve streams in my cheeks

assail upon my sorrow
comfort he who seeks

prolifically infused with Life:
a steady seeping,
prophetic weeping,
climbing from the depths of strife.

guanábanas y piñas
le digo a las frutas: te amo

newly illumined, agua de vida
estoy aprendiendo como me llamo

a hardened heart pressures spiritual detritus
ashes make charcoal I cling to for comfort
flammable riches,
my pride a stockpile of darkness
enlightened and lit from a spark up above

deign to enter my soul with footsteps made ******
palpitations afraid of the weight of Your presence
I tremble and wince at transgressions made malleable
what I thought were good bones,
brittle calcified sins

buckle and give to cleansing by fire,
almsgiving of flames burn me straight to my core
an allowance of dwelling I can never repay
save my corporeal mortgage from defaulting to form

fog of spiritual warfare,
nous blinded by soot
biding time, I pray for mutual abiding
gasping for breath and grasping for life,
I flee from the perishing smolders of self

peeking out behind blinders,
blink away tears
two pupils of affection learning to see with new eyes

fingerpick heartstrings,
plucking chords holding hands
marionettes interlaced, flitting, strung up from on high

the gift of presence,
an appetizer to share
cheeks chubby with words unspoken

a fresh clause seeks independence;
ellipses follow and question
an epiphany of aloneness

now dawns the mourning of choice:
to be smitten or smote,
but a whisper of smoke--

incensed by yourself.

bibelot of Babylon
put to death or dearth

precious precocial Person
born on the world to unearth

I like my colors uppercase,
thoughts diluted,
worries muted.

Colors so loud they make you see shapes and swirls.
Colors for all of my multifaceted girls.

Colors so warm like a loving embrace.
Colors unafraid to take up space.

Colors that complement.
Colors for compliments.

Colors for me and colors for you.
Colors for the days that we want to see through.

my words a time capsule,
my longing a cipher.
my sorrow an ocean,
pay tears just to tithe her.

my breath ephemeral,
my feelings akin.
leave letters,
spell out my beginning and end.

foretold forecast of prodigal sunshine
cast shining arrays through clouds of witnesses

stashed wellspring of partial teardrops
scattered upon thunderous horizons

God's striking presence,
lightning in my veins
plasma begets sacrificial blood

a patina conception
just budding in stride
initial unfurling
of petals inside

whether a storm,
still yet to decide
a striking horizon
softly stirs the tide

take butter knives to butterflies,
pump my cheeks with air to cushion their stay.

the views from the rooftop of my mouth
cloudy with bubbles of champagne laughter.

a flurry aflutter beats back the haze,
hoping to catch a glimpse of forever.

you'll find me in ellipses...

in brightly threaded trails of breadcrumbs
meandering in fields of honeysuckle dew
in unspoken stanzas and lilting prayers
in abated passions under bated breath
in unabashed hollers and whispered streams
in the whitespace where my hopes reside

you'll find me wanting, wonting...
waiting for Him.

a pensive suspension aloft in mid air
wings ****** in for brevity
short on breath,
scared of heights

a compass spins wildly
in the face of misdirection
riddled by parachutes
free falling in flight

legs perched, dangling aimlessly on the windowsills of my eyelids
pantomimed loss dampened behind bubble wrapped sockets
tip toes traipsing through an expansive field of visions
spotty with irises, blooming occlusions

calcium deposits in my skull,
fractured eggshells I've trampled on
great feed for a peckish soul
starving for sustenance I don't know by sight
blindly ambling, praying to be guided by faith
finger wagging at the wind, searching for east
sand swept up blows back in my face

through communion commotion becomes consecrated
discombobulated coagulation,
blood dried to my touch
wellspring abated,
vagabond wandering the ether
in spiritual deserts, I fight for my life

let bedrooms crash
what bones we question
feel sin from complex commotion

dust spun into clay
molded by holy transfiguration
militant formation
praying to become triumphant in the divine struggle

My yearning deep bodied like a healing broth,
a cacophony of sirens to cure a bad cough.
Browned bits on the bottom,
warm aromas within.
Bobbing for feelings and veggies
to drown out the din.

prey of the spiritual wolf
praying to the Lamb of God

crying out at His bleating
rushing forth to drown out our sins

you asked if I'd tell you,
you said that you can't.
pussyfooting intensity,
we watch the flames dance.

kaleidoscope of emotions
focused and refracted.
papaya is the safe word
for falling in [redacted].

pots and pans,
plots and plans,
a bouncing of the knee.
a trip, a stare, caught in a snare,
my face too red to see.

surprise susurrus of bitte sweet nothings
stirs fruits of passion
seedlings and blossoms flower forth
a handful of jasmine with petals unfurling
nestled up safely in the palm of your hand

pollen clinging, daring, darling
die schmetterlinge flutter by
to whisper, kiss her, miss her
and send her best wishes to the will of the wind