we only wanted we wanted to feel but the sun and the moon the wind and the waves and then the trees the trees lost form as the road became endless endless as the stars stars we could no longer see with each morning each morning we are new but the sun and the moon… Read More Elevation
And on the eighth day, God created the Mellotron. An audio poem for you to enjoy on SoundCloud.
Does anyone know the way home? Can anyone recall when it was traveled last? The light is dying – the cold is coming fast. I wish I could remember the way home. Every path seems to wander free Far from where I long to be Spiral inward to that place – A mother’s touch, a… Read More Home
How was I supposed to knowThe time would simply come and go?With so much future in my past,How was I to know? How was I to realizeWhat grows so high must one day dieAnd fall in ashes just like snow?How was I to know? I just want to hold your handLike I did way back… Read More Regret
Time moves backward slowly In a gentle arc With the kindest eyes That only see what you make real And what you feel As you you trace your fingers Along the soft edges Suspended by the finest threads That are gone the very moment You realize they are there
breath rises like prayers for the new year as we set our faces like flints with hope to the promise of spring
… the only listening eyes are mine.