(2014)
If I could steal you out of time, there would be no place to hide. I would finish what was started when you left me here to die. It’s not vengeance which I seek,
From the first remembered breath, I was running to escape. I didn’t need a map. It didn’t matter which direction. It hurt too much for any fool to s…
I met a man who told me that he’s looking for the way he might become more free, less encumbered in his life. Poor me, poor me, poor me;
Hello, can you see me here? Please, might you stop awhile. I am the one you pass by daily as you hurry homeward bound. I am that one who’s least of us.
Listen. There it is. The hum of perfect silence at the centre of all that is, and isn’t.
Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.
I dreamed of being lost and trappe… in a land of angry fearful liars. There was nowhere to run or hide. I cowered cornered and exhausted, my back against the furthest wall;
It seems for ages, I have been trapped behind yet another version of what I want to think I know. I was so sure I loved you
That cranky old mongrel hound cooped up down the alley; he ain’t got no teeth no more but he still knows how to snarl. he gets them young pups all worked…
These words are crude utensils, with which to touch you, and be touched;
That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
