photography by Susa Silvermarie

All One Poem

The light on the highest trees has gone. First blossoms of plumeria brave their way into dusk. The one who...

Lucid

Today when I place on my tongue the first fresh raspberry, I remember my mother loved their delicate explosion in...

Pick Up Your Feet

The taste of the dream like fudge on my tongue. All of it gone, the dream of us. Where does...

Watching My Life

  There is my home, the setting for my days and dreamings. From out here in the night the view...