WELCOME BACK

There’s a silhouette a side shadow   brave with image soulful and longstanding   motion expressed with well spoken words   hat tipped blocking the sun providing shade for eyes of reason   at the edge of a clear stream he stands expecting great things from a cast into swift waters   ripples over rocks … More WELCOME BACK

TWISTED WIND

The wind was the change   granite against paper   shadows unfrozen running from a forbidden sleep   the faithful pray the fastest get to safety first   rational thoughts create sweat and pull out the tears   the bones of trees rattle xylophone’s into jealousy   shoes and those without step rightly with concern … More TWISTED WIND

FINDING A WAY

Coasting on the thought highway searching for someplace else the chance to belong to soften the stubbornness of a granite heart   it’s a wintry night in summer while considering weak memories under cloudy skies   a full darkness holds the safety net where dreams are stolen from shadows as we try to breathe life … More FINDING A WAY

LATE NIGHT

  walking a path where moonlight follows   breezes brush against the edge of curiosity   a reminder that phantoms are shadows with voices revealing everything once tried and those feelings avoided   afraid of loving afraid of losing   haunting the inner soul    

NIGHT REST

I’m on my own line   there’s no sideways just the only road I know   a nameless opening to slip through   the green grass on the other side is well past and without flavor to remember and faces forgotten   night rest now comes easy

COMMON GROUND

We are students on the edge where unedited souls   are roots of voices searching for a river to be part of   to form a journey of communion to lean away from the failing   we tempt mercy under various clouds while resembling a fallen shingle from the sky   there is no center … More COMMON GROUND

A GRAY MORNING

The vanity of the ground was altered by a morning rain.   the meadow trembled under the wetness pulled from the sky   a linen gray horizon without sound slept overhead.        

HAUNTED

Everything needs to be blocked out   all sounds that have nothing to do with what’s before me   others have their callings places they worship distant precipices or deserts   but here I am selfishly willfully yielding my attention   I am haunted by the aroma and authority the force lurking below the surface … More HAUNTED

THE VOICES

she holds close the pain careful not to break it   like a hunger she feeds it in morning speaking to it at night   grieving flows within watering the splinters of thoughts embedded in memories   helping her is not easy when the voices attack me   I know she’s still alive inside when … More THE VOICES

COMMON GROUND

We are students on the edge roots of voices found like a river consuming broken unedited souls   it’s a journey of communion leaning away from the fall tempting mercy under uncertain clouds while feeling like a fallen shingle from the sky   there is no center of regret to rest on only a sharp … More COMMON GROUND