Creating

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 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 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

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

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?

The gods cried when he stole Fire! Fire!  “That was cool,” Thought the man With the three-headed dog As he laughed The dry, harsh laugh… Read More »Reflections from Below

The flutter of his eye lash So like the fluttering butterflies in my dreams. The twitch of his leg while he restlessly dreams Reminds me… Read More »Man of My Dreams

A tear, A drop With all the emotion    Of a tidal wave.

I see a beautiful woman dressed in tangerine silk She notices my gaze, and I return hers with a polite smile All the time wondering… Read More »Deception of Thought