In my mind I’m stillcrouching among the tiger lilies,peering through verdant bladesat the flower-studded landscapebeyond the borders of home—I carry whispers from Elsewhere in the pockets of my lungs,hear them when I exhale, whenin the quiet, Responsibility rememberswho I was before she met meand releases the leash on my temples and tongue. Then my braid…
Category: Poems
A Letter To My Friend, Time
Time, you know how much I cherish our friendship,how thankful I am for what you doto keep my life running,and all life on track.But there are some things we must discuss,and I beg you,as a friend,to consider my thoughts:It’s wonderful that you’re always present,but sometimes I need a little space,space to stretch and linger withoutthe…
Itself
“Everything in Nature grows and defends itself any way it can and is spontaneously itself, tries to be itself at all costs and against all opposition.” – Rainer Maria RilkeCan you convince the burgeoning oakto grow into a pine?Can you tell the aged cactusto rid itself of spinesor the stone instead of solidity to make…
Vile Silence
Experience rises in her throat,moving behind firm-pressed lips.It builds between bone and fleshstretching flushed dermainto round cisterns, tight and fraught,creaking, anticipating,brooding on the physics of freedom.She tightens brow and jaw,pinches oval skin into infinite ripples, holdinguntil fatigue burns beneaththe failing facade.Weary.Collapsing.How much more can risewithout expulsion?
Truth
Is not a Waterfall, Poised along The path, But A trickle, Flowing Where the Mosses Bend and Nearly meet, Spilling life Through Cracked and Muddied Outlets. It does not Appear By furrowed Ground. It bleeds in The deep …
Your Delight
For my mother Remember when life was long,when the world was roundand iridescent, and smelled of honeysuckle?How it floated, soft as a cloudthrough the universe?Remember how the sun would catch the tree linefilter luminous green rays onto to the forest floor where you and I would walk?The crunch of last year’s leavesa suitable carpet for…
Chains
I. Did you see me trembling under fury, caving underknees too weak to risemind too lost to decipher the chaos, the cursesthey called truth?What I thought–did you know what I thought?(you knew what I thought)Was it apathy, then, indifference keeping you silent as I struck my iron chains against your ancient lawless stones?II.I thought tyranny…
What Do You Want, Soul?
Here it comes—that Familiar feeling, that Pounding in my chest, that Pulsing in my head, that Last-straw sensation of Life-blood burning as it Flows beneath my skin. What do you want, soul? Why do you pine For things as fleeting as wind? Beneath your wing, what is there but Flittering pieces of a reputation, And…
Dr. Cinnamon
I—impassioned by art, philosophy—ask for help.“Would you piece this together for me?Some things I see, but some I don’t.All I want to do is know.”I feel the fire burn within as wonder rises and spinsthrough my little stretching mind.Then I melt as I look up.Laughter? A sneer?Oh my goodness what am I doing here?“No,” says…
Let Life
Lyrics. Someday to be put to music. You’re seeing lines in the mirror That didn’t used to be there Running hands through thinning hair How could you not care? You say, Time finally had its way with me I’m just not the person that I used to be Life has come Life has gone Now…