I woke up startled The dream had been too real There he was, alive Talking to me I heard the voice Clear as day Crystal clear as a forty-year old absence can deliver from the depths of a once child’s psyche Asking him where’d he’d been all this time Shooting questions faster than he could […]Read more "The Voice"
Sleep escapes me Stress has found residence in the courtyard of my brain and has befriended worry and fear Strange bedfellows who enjoy the coffee I can’t seem to stop drinking at night Poking at my thoughts and posting on my wall of concern The graffiti of a normal, mundane life with elements ranging from […]Read more "The Daily Good"
Today they have free reign There are no breaks on the activity they enjoy They will appear (I’ve been waiting for you Juan…) They will speak They will hide amongst the fakes They will pass right by me and make me wonder Is that one of them or is it just another teen having fun? […]Read more "Afraid"
Caught red=handed I welcome you to stare You can even judge if you see fit That might be how you roll I won’t question your motivation Even as you might question our desire This is the simplicity of a complicated, messy love Two people bound by a choice made long ago An initial decision perhaps […]Read more "We Are Guilty"
They were gone. I stopped writing. It happened overnight. I had nothing to say. I had nothing to share. The scars of guilt plagued my face, aware that I had abandoned my platform of creativity. This wasn’t the usual writers block that appears out of the blue, creating frustration and pent-up hostility toward the blank […]Read more "Just To Save Face"
Sitting ’round the small dining table enjoying a delicious, disjointed dinner of pasta and rice and steak A meal made with the sacrifice of three grocery store visits searching for the perfect ingredients Our bodies huddled together discussing survivor stories of winds now long gone A week It has been one week It has been […]Read more "Gone With The Wind"
The rooms go dark as the windows are covered in the color of steel Panels of metal line the openings where light should enter It is protection from the big ugly coming or not coming this way Not one person can definitely say it will be here or when or if Still we have to […]Read more "Living In Paradise"