It happened so fast.One minute, I am therethe next, I am not. Soaring above the clouds,filled with a million and one questions. Everything seems so…
Poet & Storyteller
It happened so fast.One minute, I am therethe next, I am not. Soaring above the clouds,filled with a million and one questions. Everything seems so…
You stirred the pot,taking parts of you,parts of methe good, the bad,even the things that aren’tso pretty to look at. You poured them into the…
Love’s a rose, isn’t it?Don’t believe me?Give it time. After a few hot days,give it a cold night.The petals start to droop,the edges curl round,the…
I watch,And I pull different piecesOf her out the bowl.Somewhat tangled and a bit messy.I twist her all up even more,And put her in my…
My bones ache from all the cleaning I’ve done. I’ve cleaned up all the dust and finally hit the floorboards that I always tell myself…
You’re the glassI pour my whiskey intothe perfect weight.Heavy, broken in. Your neckrests comfortablyagainst my fingers. Your cold body,lost in my warmth,your lips become sticky,…
Your voice forms the bricksof a well-built home. It holds in warmth on a hot day,stores heat on the cold ones.Your voice is a shelterone…
of water from a glasssip by sip,a glass full of time. Second by second,it trickles between salt and brine,traveling through memory. Although the most primalof…
The pen scrapes on the paper.I outline the way you make me feela single line, followed by another.Soon, they connect in a shaded silhouette. This…