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…

when o Lord when

Where will I go? What will I see? When will a tide grab ahold of me? When will I feel that current in my veins, the impulse of consciousness and striving toward a gain. When will I ache to discover a new destination? When will I hold my breath in anticipation? When will that peace…

Typing Heartache

What fresh sting is this Heart dipped in something like formaldehyde Not sure what made dissecting tools necessary Couldn’t be another pin prick Could I run exploratory marathons across all my favorite cities Find the poverty minstrels playing nostalgic tunes in public parks I can almost feel a pulse in Boston now I can almost…

The Rest I Seek

Tired of running Tired of pretending it’s the same Acting as though you understand Trying to share the empathy of a moment When you stand at an antipodes Relating here, a fool’s errand Could one retire? From caring? I see no finish lines I’m out of breath and belief I’m running without shoes I’m jogging…

Mingling Hues of Red and Blue

I found a paint brush A tool to color some universes And with this wand in my terrestrial grip I brushed across a canvas And gave my tears pigment Have you ever looked at the reflection of trees on a lake, as rage on a placid surface? Have you ever viewed the creamy aquatic blue…

to the trees

how can you protect me when you fear me? where do the tallest sequoias grow? That thinning bark on eucalyptus trees saddens me. palms lean at hurricanes willows ever weep oaks reach at air pines become bothersome with sap Birnham wood may stay at bay Sherwood forest is as fictional as the character I seek.

Closer and Farther

I play 9 crimes again I promised not to never let this happen again I nurse my heart and know these ones never get tears only some short lines in a book I think of tragedy That last time I had to rescue my versus Strewn through b drives and e drives and over 4…