(2014)
The essence of night is her infinite darkness, that cannot be measured by space or in time. She’s as large or as small
What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…
These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.
He’s been around the block and even toured the world, with scars upon scars to show from many a hard-fought battle. Yet like many old dogs
Ideas and notions, they’re all for the dreamers, worth as much or less than one's considered opinion. You can’t even wrap fish in them.
I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
What is this code that we agree up… but dare not ever speak in words ? That mysterious unspoken-ness looming where we choose to gather. It’s sure we must be seen to know
Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.
That cranky old mongrel hound cooped up down the alley; he ain’t got no teeth no more but he still knows how to snarl. he gets them young pups all worked…
I am seven years old. My brother is ten. The beating was brutal. My brother is recovering conscious… I believed he was dead.
I read such woeful words penned by a fallen brother; his message cut me deeply. He prayed to all that’s holy that he might cry again.
I stared at her like she was a painting, as if I had all day and night to drink in every curve and contour
I commit myself to God; sometimes, not often. I believe in God; sometimes,
No words of wisdom. No clever rhymes. Not this day. Something heavy weighs me down.
