Earth and Blood

You are of earth and blood, dear friend I am the sea and sky Two worlds within a universe One spirit and one light How in this vast expanding dark Did you and I collide? With stars and dust and fire burst You, beautiful surprise You pulled me down like gravity Your energy is mine … Continue reading Earth and Blood

Freesia

Today’s poem was originally inspired when my amazing twenty-one year old cousin was killed. It contemplates the strange medley of life and death, beauty and fragility, transience and value, that make up our reality. This simple little work is dedicated to all who have lost a loved one in the flower of youth. Continue reading Freesia

We Are

We are, on earth, the stranger minds The pensive, solitary kinds We are the eyes that gaze and pine We are the moments lost in time The silent star, the restless wave We are the souls we longed to save We are the hands that pierced our hearts And tossed away their bleeding parts At … Continue reading We Are

A Kind of Recovery

Your space inside is cleaner now Cubes of cardboard neatly stacked And packing tape As fragments from the ground return Levitating to my chest And entering Though maybe not in prior form They’re taking shape behind my ribs And thundering My blood returning to my veins Transform these wounds to jagged lines Along my skin … Continue reading A Kind of Recovery

In Your Hand

Today’s poem is one of my early experiments with free verse. Like many of my poems, it was born out of a painful experience that tested and refined my faith in the face of heartbreak. In my metaphor, faith is the cord that grows stronger when you cannot see ahead. Continue reading In Your Hand