I Like
A kiss on the cheek Soft and sweet Or tongues deep In secret communion A hand to hold While walking down the street Or tightly between the sheets Or gently […]
a road less traveled
I carry with me now every breathless thought that carried me to you a year ago each of them as full of life and energy as they were on the […]
Storm
There was I time I thought of myself as "Stormchaser". It was a label I assigned to offset the difficult times that seemed to follow me as a way of reversing the odds.
Something Lost
I see him walking down the street. Stumbling, mostly. Looking for something. alone, lonely, drunk and wasted, lost, looking for home
Captured
Arms out touching phantom limbs and ephemeral vine. Closed eyes focused on aery chimera that plays like faded film, enshrouding me in palpable memory like a mist. August oaks and […]
A kiss
With a promise Of ecstasy You press softly Against my cheek Your dewy nectar Enchanted potion Sweet and musky Fills my senses Drives me on To higher pleasure Fingers touch […]
She makes notes
She makes notes To write her poems To keep my story straight I didn’t know I had a story She pays attention Wants to know it all Shares in […]
Fierce grace/fruitful darkness
I fear one day I will be swallowed by the things that threaten to annihilate and obliterate the man I’ve worked so hard not to be that in accomplishing […]
The Lovers
We sit close in the grass Embraced by Love Watching the stars Like a cosmic play Performed by jealous gods Impassioned goddesses Myth and legend Who feast on the sight […]
We all have them
We all have them: Good days Bad days Days when we want to save the world Days when we want to see it burn Days when the lightness in our […]
Resurrection Fern
I see you there Withering in the branches of the life you cling to Withdrawn to your own shade To protect your roots Where you wait Patiently For the nourishing […]
Intentions
I’ve been posting this on my Facebook page for a few years now so I thought this year I’d share it here. At least once a year: Watch the […]
Simple
The wind in my face on a hot day While I strain and swear Wrench in hand Making repairs on those things That seem ever broken Because my wallet doesn’t […]
seed
a seed blown on the wind or carried by bird or squirrel until deposited in fertile soil a spot perfectly suited for its specific needs pushes gently with fragile fingers to […]
just be
Being yourself means being honest with yourself. I sometimes forget that and fall into the trap of “this is who I want to be” or “this is what I want […]
Morning Glory
Drift sweetly in your morning haze lit with candles from yesterdays and colored with candied memories of tomorrows yet to spend Dance in the streets with everyone you meet there dressed […]