Another night home alone.
The clouds today are like butterflies,with frail and white-blue colored wings…
there’s a continental driftthat occurs between two lovers to their own side of the…
The morning usually finds him somewhat seated in his comfortable corner, cross-legged,in a Zen…
Poetry Sunday
I’m that shade of black sweat and gritthat you say, stains your white outfitthe color of my bloodredon your handsthe color of your blood…
To let go of youIs to let go of meTo set you freeIs to set me freeIf I hold you too…
I have known love A tender kiss on the forehead Words of upliftment when I was scared A hand to hold A…
I sometimes try for hope,but then I cannot reach,
The blue Par Avion envelopearrived after school
don’t let my words misconstrue
Raindrops needle through my petals, splice through my parched heart — I can see you smile…
shadows slideacross bare floorage-worn hardwood one hundred years old
Morning becomes a much needed breath of fresh air. Outside in my favorite spot, coffee in…
I have mistaken youfor the carrier of good newsand the wind of hope
It rained today.
Through the naked rain
you walk
Romeo sits at the door and cries. I hear him in the other room but I can’t fix this.
Intimacy and isolation — dual nature of our love and relation.
Cheek
to
His life was worth so much moreAnd hers, just the sameBrighter futures were…
I thought I saw who you really were.But you were really just a reflectionof who I…
“All day long I have held out my hands to an obstinate people, who…
A Poem
I see,
430 AM I bring him back to you — our toddler that we cannot sleep train,
The first few notesDripping with summerI told you the lyrics onceI laughed them into…
Knowing you so longI could sketch your body without lookingblind in the…