You and I are hardly acquainted,
But I think I like you! Continue reading “Greetings to a New Routine”
Category: Poetry
The Neverending Summer
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In the heat of late summer
I long for a change
Watching through the warm nights for a sign
Of the approaching season
In the moments before I drift off
Carried on stagnant, humid air to fitful sleep
I long for a touch of winter’s icy hand
For need of the neglected blanket Continue reading “The Neverending Summer”
Take a Number!
mind humming with ideas,
a steady stream of better habits
and an endless list of life goals
(as if I will care at the end
whether I was that well rounded)
I choose instead to remain imbalanced, Continue reading “Take a Number!”
another day done, ruled by life
did you write today?
blinks my phone insistently
the question must be answered…
to clear the clutter I lie
mark as done Continue reading “another day done, ruled by life”
Walk With Me
Walk with Me awhile, beloved
This is what I made you for
To feel the breeze upon your skin
And linger here at Glory’s door
Where every breath is peace inhaled
And heav’n itself but thinly veiled Continue reading “Walk With Me”
Isolation
If I can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,
and if I have a faith that can move mountains,
but do not have love, I am nothing…
Nothing but a drawing on a page
Flat, indifferent, unmoving
Forgetful of my missing dimension Continue reading “Isolation”
On the Brink
Sometimes in the darkest part of the night
I play my old cassettes to fill the overpowering silence
A familiar cadence of thoughts blares out, ready to lend meaning to any moment
Those tapes remind me of who I am, what the world is like,
How hard to slam the door on the way out of giving a damn –
You know, all the important things
Haiku from the Sky
Above, endless hills
shine ethereal beauty
Below, the rain pours Continue reading “Haiku from the Sky”
On Arriving Home
Today I sit quietly at home
Allowing it to be my home again,
although it feels somewhat foreign.
Continue reading “On Arriving Home”
a moment in early morning
freshly washed pavement shines, unfamiliar depth to its color, as damp earthiness rises from the planters full of bright geraniums, almost red, almost orange – a chill in the air invigorates as I fall in step with the crisp click-clacking of purposeful feet moving down the sidewalk to a breakfast companion’s embrace or to a […]
