LIVING IN UTERO
Cut from the cord of darkness / Into the arms of the truth
OVER THE RAINBOW
Where lovers dance on the ocean
I’ve looked into enough eyes to know. / They’re often not windows to the soul.
bury me in a blizzard / of kisses / that will set my skin / on fire
undeck the halls
the corridors of memory / are haunted / midnight blue and madness / linger there / i often long / for the eternal sunshine / of the spotles…
if there’s a stairway to heaven / i’m sure it’s littered with the blood / of saints
WE’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE
Because we’ve been here before
there you are / half asleep / but mightily enjoying / that first hot cup of coffee
almost kidnapped by sleep / i heard it / hanging in the kitchen / a note
flame flickers / sudden / unexpected
there’s a handcrafted costume / hanging in my closet / it’s a little gaudy / you could even call it loud
The face of a child speaks without the need for words / Innocence melts as the child grows / With the passing of each day and year / Freeze…
i sip my tea / and laugh at the irony of life / so many say they love me / yet my cupboard’s bare
walking the walk
it’s easy to walk away / from love / put on your blinders / shutter your heart
Raking It In
They say a craftsman’s only as good as his tools. / I believe it.
On Hearing Bach in an Unfamiliar Church
In a plain white church / we gathered, waiting for music.
Reason For A Poet.
One million 3 inch tall people.
WORDS ONCE LOST TO ME
The pain that was my muse / The muse that was my pain
He says I write like I breathe, / Taking in the scent and sight and pause, / Then out again spilling the feel and cause, / He says I breath…
The Whisper of Dreams
Creamy hues embrace / A pony of such grandeur / With quietude / Creating a magical sight / Grazing on grasses / His ears can hear / The …
His, was coke poetry. / A quick rushing of blood to the fuzz. / There was a lust about his pen. / There was a lust about his poetry. / Word…
I always struggled with the notion of being here, heir to the relentless search for a thing that cannot be defined; that hides inside the l…
Who are these people standing by the bridge to welcome me? / They are careless, and a little shy, because of some great Love / That holds t…
I felt suddenly permeated by the thought that we’re all crowded into the same instance; together, alone. / Staring ourselves blind in…
“i want to die thinking of you”
but i just can’t / get past your echoin’ / whispers, / and the hint of / your perfume / that disables my mind / in our cold / bed…
I bore witness to the storm. / Herein my best expenditures are made. / My dreams swirl about the incessant march of my waking days. By orde…
on the carpets / there’s piss / stains / we only hope / is from / the dog
In a moment of quantum brevity / Am I sovereign of myself / And everything there is; / In an instant common as death, / Is a pauselessness …
‘Burn (In Rampancy)’
Flowers bloom as thunder peals and waves break upon shore, rifles scream their brilliant threat, a violent clarion call. Universes crash in…
I’ve spent an obscene amount of time staring both halves of myself down in the mirror, only to establish that I already knew what I a…
Poetry – Wish I Knew
Wish I knew, REALLY knew, / what I did that would keep you / from even LOOKING my way. / I have ideas, too many ideas, / but I’ll never kno…
Poetry – Obliteration
I loved you / in the only way I knew how: / by pleasing you, / by doing everything, / for you, for them. / And when circumstances obliterat…
Poetry – Unhealthy Obsession
Each time I manage / to untangle you from my heart, / a rogue tendril remains, / waiting for a bit of nourishment: / the sight of you, a wo…
bury it in silk and dirty poems
just deep enough / where / the worms / can get / to it
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