Cj Heck

Ever notice how some people bounce in and out of your life like a red rubber ball?…

As a friend, I had come to help yet one more time and I watched as she set the cardboard box on the floor.…

Today I found a can of paint. The paintbrush was there, too. Mommy must have left it when her painting was all through.…

I offered my heart in the palm of my hand, a burning nova to a private world…

Lying in bed, holding off reality, I’m caught in the cozy place between dream and fantasy.…

It comes in many flavors. It comes in lots of smells. It can keep a secret and never, ever tell.…

I gotta play by myself today cause Mommy is cleaning and mopping. Then she’ll be calling a sitter for when she goes grocery shopping.…

There was a man I knew and just knowing him made me think of poetry.…

Go in through the eyes of a poet deep into her alphabet mind. Ideas like flotsam and jetsam dodge poetry fragments and lines.…

and I knew he loved me. Bigger than life, he was a man’s man and so at home in his skin.…

There's an angel in my pocket who is watching over me, just a little voice down deep inside that I can hear, not see.…

Angels all around me. Angels high above. Pretty angels everywhere guarding me with love.…

An old man glances through a window to one in the building below. Through slats awry in seduction's haste, candlelight strobes…

I’m not good at reading silence. Sometimes what’s not said says way more than what is...…

Give me a poet for a lover whose words stroke me like velvet hands. Word-tender caresses more reaching than the caress of a mere mortal man.…