it’s sad how quickly we run to be… and how reluctant we are to run to… as if life is some race to win as if to say where we’ve been isn’… the phantom limb

A lone traveler in a lonely world Tired of being all by himself, he… Gathering his thoughts, he puts be… (If only for the night) And prepares himself for the long…

i found myself at a party hanging with some friends when a pretty

Love… the eternal flame Burning brilliantly for all to see Like all flames… it has a source Which is to say its maker Without which… like us… it will dw…

Oh Dahlia… born of love The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe… Her sweetest treasure from the gar… How she loved watching you grow Your roots deep… your resolve stro…

** Read Loud Read italics after to hear the sec… TWINKLED EYE VIEW OF… The instant you were born GODS PEACE FOUND ITS…

** the Hatter speaking with a deckhand while searching for the Seamstress (the Hatter sings) Your left handed rhymes remind me of a woman I heard about... not so long ago... or was it s...

tonight i am without strength starving for warmth as she holds m… for a moment I think I can feel h… as her arms wrap around me

you wake in the morning in a bed of your own making surrounded

NOT EASY TO LOVE… EVEN HARDER TO HOLD… IN THE ECHOES OF WAR…

i feel sometimes like a raindrop f… into an ocean whose salty tides ca… before returning it to the sky onc… as if my entire existence moves in… feeling the effects of the moon an…

Enveloping all of creation… Wrapping itself around me Every inundated inch of me… Embraced by your supple nature Entre nous… Entre nous… You whisper as you cover me… Your wispy hair...

a poem about laundry? sure ... I could pull it off

i walk into the confessional like a monk seeking

she brings me her drink to try the sweet