Forgive and Be Kind

And if all these friends are not the young and beautiful women they portray themselves as,If they are middle-age men in small rooms with a flickering lightbulb shining down on a yellowed keyboard,I should hope I would love them even still,More perhaps;Do not scammers and catfish need love too? What line is to be drawn … Continue reading Forgive and Be Kind →

When We Speak for Ourselves

When others speak for us, We are often reminded of our differences. When we speak for ourselves, We discover our similarities.

On a Sunday Morning in October

There is a soul sickness in the church. I can smell it on them As they stumble in to the American Legion on Burma Ave And proceed to verbally and emotionally abuse the serving staff Then retreat to their huddled circles To debate whether their all-encompassing love Could ever be extended to those whose values … Continue reading On a Sunday Morning in October →

From Dust to Dirt and Back Again

The veneer is cracking Worn thin Having served for so long now As the barrier between What is And what is thought to be So with eager eyes We all await The day when at last The mask it falls Shattered to the floor And at long last We may perceive With clarity and lucid … Continue reading From Dust to Dirt and Back Again →

On Past Failures and Future Horizons

First attempt Fourteen Future uncertain Past unkind Why go on When there is nothing here To call my own Second attempt Seventeen Failure to recover From past sins An unforgiving self Critical to the end Wishing only for Peace of mind Third attempt Twenty-eight Seated before Photos of Loved and lost Dark basement Rope taut … Continue reading On Past Failures and Future Horizons →