I started this notesomewhere in the middleof Chesapeake Bay…staggeringupper deck on a ferry named FANTASY,floating towards Foreverville.Your arms surrounded melike a memory,chestnut hair wildly dispersed,September chill on sky-mist stationary,your tongue on the creaseof my sticky envelope,tendrils of curls crossing the...

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...

Disastrous thoughts collide within meto face it head-on or bury ita thistle of thorns, my cloudMy happiness, taken by an awful feelingshrouded in gloom, it picksDreaded doom, it flowersIt's anxiety's trick and powerterrorizing my peace of mindThoughts of a...

Darkness Bane, my hurt is insanecurled into a ball, I balkWith shivers of madness, I trembleSleek with regret, I stutterneedful cage of a somber toneReleasing these feelings, necessaryMy keenness can be felt deeplyIf you listen to the silent weepCloistered...