Fall

I fell withered to the floor And laid there forever more Seasons come and seasons go Leaves blow across the window I thought me dead How could I know? With words unsaid I let me go

A Someday Relationship

Love can be one way But a relationship has to be two You love me, and I love you You are my closest friend, the intimate thoughts of my heart. It is to you I lay bare my soul, and it is in your hands I place the beatings of my spirit. You have drawn out the…

Electric Whirlwind

You blew in like rolling thunderclouds Playing games with my sunbeam shrouds Broke my barriers and split my sky Crackling peals rolled on by You gave me such a wonderful show You wisecracked, we laughed and so It was hard to see you go I knew this is how it had to be The universe…

Abandoning Abandonment

I hear him weeping. I know he is curled up on the floor. I stand outside the room – he can’t see me through the door frame. My heart fills with his pain, remembers his longing for love and the emotion he didn’t know to call jealousy. I recall all the insecurities and fears swirling around….

Breaking Free

The war had ended, and I found myself a prisoner in those foreign lands. I could hear the winds blowing over the sea as I sat bound in my cell. They called my name, bid me escape. I worked up all the courage I could find, pressed through the panic, waded through the sweat and tears,…

A Moment

A moment. All our life we thirsted, But never knew it, For it was all we ever knew. But in a moment… A cup was lifted to our lips – We drank the sweet liquid… And in a moment, All the pain of all the years Stood out like a blistering spire Against the peace…

Bonfire

Why do we sing? Why do we laugh? Why do we look for significance? Why do we hope? Why do we need life to mean something? Why do we care? A distant orange glow dances among the trees. I found it against the backdrop of my own night; Crackling and burning within the midst Of…

Carry Me Back Home

My earliest memories are of feeling it. I had no words for it, but it made me stop in my tracks. A four year old rarely knows how to describe what he is feeling, but sometimes what he feels freezes him. There inside me was something powerful. I looked around… looked up into the sky. And…