Sunday, June 30, 2013

Short Untitled

His face pressed – creased
against the sidewalk of reality
as forever marches by
an endless stream –
then nothingness
but an echo…..
and a cry.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

For Her Sins

She always runs
when feelings fail her
unsure of what to do –
best to drink the loneliness
then chase down the sun –
but maybe she just needs him….
for her sins…..
yet all he wants to do
is lift the shadows –
so the darkness……..
can see the light –
before she falls apart
and the only thing left
is the sad reality
and the human game –
of broken hearts.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Crimson Tides

Crimson tides, washed in waves
while dancing on white satin
on these lonely distant shores
a dreamer's paradise
or life filled with skeleton keys
in a home, which has no doors
and ceilings – without floors.

Where is the reason
hidden behind a pale moon
when there is no truth to see
so you lay with eyes wide open
wishing they would close
while peering out the window
at the rush…. of humanity.

Catch the glimmer on crimson tides
as seasons swing and change
and windows open wide
while dancing on white satin
just a dreamer's paradise
in the middle….
of the night.

So Divine

Her voice is honest
with eyes that tell the truth
a splash….. of purity and soul
which soaks through skin
and gets behind the broken walls
to give a little kiss
these rhythmic hymns
vibrations –
that penetrate the moon
surround the night
and take me home
to a place she knows –
I know.

Her voice is honest
like silk thoughts –
that swim upon the night
and satin lips
slippery upon mine
such texture – –
so divine
with eyes that tell the truth
soaking into skin
and gets behind the broken walls
and touches me – within.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Start My Day

I stand and breathe
to root the calm
and watch the clouds
which sweep the sky –
to watch my breath
in mornings dawn
to feel the smile
and not the frown –
to feel the wind
and the flowers bloom
as I watch the whitecaps
on horizons waves
and the sails…..
which fill my eyes –
as I breathe out…..
and start my day.

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Flickers Along The Edge

The candle in our heart
a flicker of a flame
does one.....
laugh or weep
to the sound –
of the wind.

Fleeting air
which flees....
to find the summer twilights
now no different –
then the place it fled
as it flickers ......
along the edge.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Without The River Or The Moon

What is life
without the river or the moon
when one day you're there
and then one day more…..
there's less of you.

But then again, everything….
exist outside that door
so if you walk to the end
you may just see…..
a different view.

Or tears…….
scraping at the earth
like a purpose –
hidden behind the eyes….
commandeered –
by the moon.

Yet how many tears…..
fill an ocean –
if the river is you.

Sunday, June 9, 2013


Cold are the words
when buried deep
only to be dredged
burned and kept.

What angel are you
travelling which roads
open arms, without devotion
no freedom found here
just quivering lips.

Before I knew you
I was just a guest.

A mirrored wall
but no reflection
just a past
without direction –
no secrets
Now –
just breathless.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Melting Moon

There's nothing left but sheets
tangled words and memories
and precious fragrant seas –
blind love
lush lips with fields of dreams
fading spirits of day
don’t slip away….
pin me to your heart
crush me with your pounding skin
call me by my name
turn the lights off
sit a while –
we'll watch……
the melting moon.

Saturday, June 1, 2013

My Cure

You are my medicine
a substance –
which my soul drinks in
to restore its health.

You are my reality
opposed to the appearance
of shadows…….

You are essential –
indispensable, and….
the very essence
of who I am.

You are the complexity
the interconnected parts
of all my variables –
and the compound…..
which, composes me.
You are my medicine –
your arms –
your love –
my cure.