I have known of if since my youththis pursuit of a barefoot truthof a simpler way of living lifedewy meadows forever rife Always finding myself left lostleft here tussled and tossedby a most playful summer breezewho loves to flirt and...

As useless as a broken clockis this key with no lockno way to finally set freeall of these mysteries of me Locked forever in the darkhopelessly waiting for any sparkto somehow then do the jobchoose someone else to then rob Dangling...

Soledad Libellule: The Poet of Ink, Silence, and the Sea Soledad Libellule’s poetry is not merely a collection of lyrical expressions—it is a lifelong meditation written in salt, fire, and ink. With over 300 poems carefully sculpted and refined, Libellule...

Funny how I have this abilityto live with a bold fragilitytake on each new dayin the same fragile defiant waySeizing every single momentwhile the wicked surf does fomentits own deep inner rage...so that I may then pen the pageUse...