Love Transformed
love worn
by war doesn’t
end, but
dwells
bevels round
in fragile forms
transforms love
in tangled dreams
of what once was—
in tangled dreams
of rolling hills
greens awash
with lavenders

Crossings
on color wheels
of expectations
moods of tints
turn light to dark
and undercurrents
shadow war
in liminal spaces
where love lives
to silhouette
borderless horizons

Colors, Shapes, and Forms
love is to be alive
when the world is broken
and a new day still comes
with new colors, shapes
and forms never before
imagined
even when the unthinkable
is thought

Tempest Reds and Armored Blacks
Shipwrecked in this nightmare
are love and war
tempest reds and armored blacks
seek consolation
bridging borders of
opaque shades
that whisper warmth from
balmy brushwork laid…

Love is Obstinate
love storms the beaches
where soldiers lie