In the Cave – For Mom

In the Cave – For Mom

Where it is darkest I stand Exhausted One more curve until I see the light In the cave Where I have been walking I pause Preparing One more rest before the next move In the cave Where I have no reference I consider Poignant The path that I am on In the cave Where...
Post-crash Burning (From February 2015)

Post-crash Burning (From February 2015)

Can’t Or Shouldn’t Keep or share this chapter Ashes can draw the fiery wings Dampened Or More perhaps Bread with faulty yeast Supposed to be rising But it isn’t as fast as it “should” be Release Or Forgive the self For things outside of...
In the Cave – For Mom

Seeing in the Dark

This grassy blackness feels fibrous under the fingers. It reaks of old things, but now the perspective sees fertile soil. I wish and wonder while my fingers wander into this ground. This is a draft. I am a first round. Maybe a second or even a third. Who knows? But...
A Little Quantum Time

A Little Quantum Time

Quickening hope and joy But nostalgia hugs and holds on A beautiful time to look Back Forward At your feet At your path quickening hope and joy Stones of remembrance weigh on the heart As the battle rages on the field And new life prepares in the womb Legacy looms...
Burning Stones

Burning Stones

There will always be fires And There will be stones Consider: Sometimes it burns only on the surface heat and hurt but nothing lasting foolish almost to give too much weight to that pain so gone so yesterday so eons ago as you build or are built And sometimes it melts...