(2014)
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth