Touchtones

Finally the oxygen of a computer screen bright and crack it open like a new horizon in front of my eyes. Possibility staring back as a dark pierce of sun rising and blaring across the morning bed of ocean. The heat of new. Embark on a journey into the sea of marriage this August of…

Torch

It’s been some time since I wrote on cavern walls Since I wandered tunnels of inner monologues My ten fingertips haven’t felt the engravings and hashmarks of slowly passing time In quite some time – Love sped me forward, upward But I know that places within still have stone remnants, tales, Unwanted welts, imperfections, dents…

Can you keep a secret?

Can you keep a secret Nice and safe for 15 years Can you keep a nightmare Nice and silent From all the public listening ears Could you bury your feelings In the strings of unasked for IVs? Because maybe you are not a little like me. It would be nice though. Let’s pretend everything is…

I do

A lighthouse in a storm Beacon to my heart Your chest against me warm Our life about to start You would dare to harbor my dreams -Love speaks best in extremes- So I sew my soul to your ship sail’s seams And bound from thence we will against the next century Maybe a fearsome gale…

They Wear Hats in Church

He found her dipped in innocence and timidity Half his age but ready for a union He brought her home to see his library Her aged literature to wed his history books across his black and white checkered threshold He would hang her sweetly over the mantelpiece Bouquet of all daffodils, marigolds and dandelions Whilst…

Love

  Love is a strong hand holding you in a storm Love is an outside warmth when the inside is cold Love is quiet Love is still Love is rest Love is calm Love is a haven a fortress against the storm that is living Love is a beacon Love is a sunrise reminding you…

Plea to Moirai

Weaving silk galaxies Milky way made futures It is a big big sky And now these planets feel the long awaited gravity Pulling them together Pummeling forward, yet orbiting At a pace that seems to distance each heartbeat Til it may seem they’re suspended Couldn’t these orbits spin faster Oh weavers of time? Could those…

Untitled

Recoil Return to start Pendulum swings But it’s a good motion Return to sender Goodbye song Let’s just live on letters Just hinge feelings in text And be untouched by what’s next The things that live and leap and pass us Like lightening bugs and shooting stars Here, gone Sweet, sour, bitter, bland, forgotten Or…

Pollen

Does seeing young love kindle the warmth of those bound in that weathering truest union? Those in a marriage of years with the indent of rings upon fingers and eyes speaking volumes for angry, joyous or asking minutes. Those two. Do they see young love and catch some of that sentiment like a sneeze? Are…