(2014)
Written almost a year after the poem before it.
The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
