Sometimes I Feel
And sometimes I feel, I feel so strongly and with such honesty openness rawness that I apologize. But for what do I apologize? Don’t I… Read More »Sometimes I Feel
Christy
Recognition
You say you are an open book But I’ve read a book or two. And I recognize that smile of yours Though you pretend that… Read More »Recognition
The Stuff of Stars
Enmeshed in the mire We often forget That we are made Of the stuff of stars
Dad’s Mosaic
Dad was in a band when I was a kid and played drums. He put his nickname on his bass drum at one point, so… Read More »Dad’s Mosaic
Her Death Becomes Me
A lonely shot in the dark A grave call in the night Her death brought the beginning A change in a life In our world… Read More »Her Death Becomes Me
The Fight
The battle starts at nothing, for nothing. Your words are deflected By my efficient shield As daggers and swords Stream from my mouth, Finding weakness… Read More »The Fight
Rainbows
Rainbows are not made by god, Or by refraction through tiny water droplets. They are made by matronly women With busy knitting needles And kind… Read More »Rainbows
Steel Bonds
Sitting in patio chairs Watching reflectively As robins catch Their wormy prey Remembering the times He taught me to ride my bike or play… Read More »Steel Bonds
Simple Love?
I watch as my golden god slumbers. In the haze of sunrise before me, My thoughts wander as I caress the periphery of his body… Read More »Simple Love?