Sands of Lost Time

Free Verse

I lie in a wasteland
of golden sand — 
I’ve waited so long,
and I no longer know…

Boundaries

A Poem

I have these here for me
even though you think they
are some reflection on you
and maybe in a way…

30

A coming-of-age poem

30 is 
the lessons i’ve learned,
the mistakes i’ve un-done,
the clarity with which i see
my…

Loose Words Letter #77

There is Life

Trusting the Tide

Only you can slay your monsters.

In A Season of Change

A Poem

I think I find myself
in a season of change
of what could possibly
be a personal…

Inside the igloo

A poem

I am thawing.
This shell
Made of ice
Getting 
Punctured.
Air
Slipping through 
Warm
Warmer…

I am not a what

A Meditation

I am not a what
I am a who
I am the who behind the what
And I have a why
The why is…

Not seen

A poem

To not be seen
is like dying a
living death,
thrown into a 
pot along with
other morsels
to be eaten by…

Breaking Patterns

A Poem

It’s hard for me to break patterns
because they feel so good to me
even when they are off…