Troubled Sleep Wind, blowing strong and pure a tale of strength told in swaying trees rooted deep in the earth that never moved, but did slip through my fingers promising fertility and sustenance as if the fire burning within wouldn’t devour every promise meant to…
Category: Miscellaneous
Hour Two
I wake alone in a made-up bed in twilight, city-sounds stirring through the open window my eyes roll to the spot where you should be my hand strokes the unmarred sheet the lack of two breaths echoes. You left this room, and every day since…
Elements . Poem 1
Water: Every morning, And throughout the day, Water cleanses me, In more than one way. It cleanses my body of toxins, While repleansing my skin and hair, It hydrates my body, Better than any liquid out there. Earth: I walk on the sand to…
Fidelia: A Season of Friendship
My old friend, Pearl, lifts a licked finger to gauge the wind’s direction and begins to run, to stoke air into flame with legs muscular as a steam engine’s pistons. Running is what she knows, that and the vows we swore as children, the hiss…
Happy Holidays
Green and red, Green and red, Your eyes are Christmas colours, Bright against the snow Crisp and crunchy underneath your shoes Smeared and stained with vomit As you stagger screaming down the sidewalk; Your rage, your pain, Echoing across the street. And just before the…
Hour 2 – Yearnings
Is that we which we do not speak of Lost? Is it possible for every emotion to be Shared? In longing, for anything, anyone, do we ever share Fully? When I dream of kissing you, whom should I Tell? Who would want to know my…
Sleep doesn’t heal The demons that surround You leave me in the darkness Begging to be found Come a little closer Feed upon my breath Find what has been missing Fall into my depth I need the life inside To come back to me The…
Final Earth
Final Earth You said nothing, just smiled; Half turning your head, Yet willing to give in To a soul exiled. One wink gone; a life, a wait, You stirred again, counted two; Love rolled on, and off, and on And slowly nibbled at my fate….
What we can’t speak, nor express
I look into you eyes And do you look at me? No you avoid my eyes you know what my eyes tell you. Stronger than any word ever invented, nor written. you know I look into your eyes with a deep longing, a love so…
Poem 2
Wait! I love you, please don’t leave. I know I never told until now. But I was scared. Scared that you didn’t love me. Or that you did. So please don’t leave. These words bubble in my throat, But can’t burst through my lips.