Breeze PoetryThe GardenThere are gardens deeply embedded within my spirit. At times, I release that which burdens me in exchange for a moment with the rich soil…Sep 22, 2020Sep 22, 2020
Breeze PoetryMy Visit to Arlington National CemeteryThousands. No, Tens of Thousands. No, Hundreds of Thousands.May 24, 2016May 24, 2016
Breeze PoetryAt Least ThereThe pain has not fleeted. Days later, tears still roll down my cracked cheeks. I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling; hoping to discover…Mar 27, 2016Mar 27, 2016
Breeze PoetryHimHis hair blows in the gentle breeze like a sun bleached flag atop a vessel.Jan 7, 2016Jan 7, 2016
Breeze PoetryEnjoy the Climb. Embrace the Fall.Fallen leaves skip sporadically across the rough blackened asphalt. The fleeting sunlight pours through every crack and rift, exposing the…Jan 1, 2016Jan 1, 2016
Breeze PoetryRight. Left. Left. Diagonal Right.The aroma of coffee engulfs me with every opening and closing of the fingerprint streaked glass door. The surrounding warmth escapes me and…Dec 31, 2015Dec 31, 2015