God You do so much for me You are all encompassing Ever present You don’t leave me You never forsake me My life is in Your hands God My life would be pointless without you Your words is a lamp to my feet And is…

1. Innocence and purity But it all ends early Dirt and chocolate A childish explosion Glue and marker stains Aftermath of art class 2. Pen ink and paper cuts Growing pains Algebra and P.E. Intro to the internet Ankle sprains and hairdos 8th grade hobbies…

I came into this world with a bang.  On a stormy Thursday afternoon,      the trains stopped working,         the roads were flooded,           I came into this world with 5) the umbilical cord wrapped around my…

the truth about darkness (homage to Billy Ray Belcourt and his numbered poems) re-occurring nightmares about monsters in cellars with no ladders indicates deep, hidden secrets the deeper the secret, the more painful the removal – like a jagged, rusted storm drain pipes through the…

True survival means that you find the best of things Even from my childhood I learned this to be true Mom was a stranger but I’m thankful that I am alive I couldn’t stay with Grandma but the best I have of her thrives He…

On the rooftop there was a patch of grass A tree Flowers and a bench On the street there was nothing green to be scene So rather than be grounded I head to the top of the world Just to breathe. jj2019 2019 Poetry Marathon

From window pots to garden plots forgo the cemetery, for if you’re wise you’ll make your choice trees, flowers, fern and berry We have recomposition and Capsula Mundi because we are more civilized We choose rebirth straight from the earth over metals that won’t soon…

Would it have been worth while, To have bitten off the matter with a smile, To standby and go the extra mile, To do as told, as though I were a child. Would it have mattered one little bit, To have acted unscathed by all…

The heavens know when you have been found. After wandering in darkness that started within Once you have exhausted yourself from the burdens of life Following the sea of tears and valleys of regret The heavens have been waiting to shine a light The heavens…

Leaves are ripe  with the colors of fall. Vibrant hues of fiery red, electric orange, and calming yellow… death looks so divine in this quaint little town.  Rows and rows endless rows of  Maple trees,  Leaves rustle on  The air is crisp. It’s the arrival…