Poems

Image from Wikimedia Within the flash of five minutes of The Crying GameWhen a man loves a woman, Ferris wheel turning, bridge, and allI knew that movie would go down as one of my all-time favorites.Long before the big reveal. Within the first five pages of Wuthering HeightsA perfect introvert’s haven, and such a suitable […]

Photo by Kaique Rocha from Pexels Peace and soft quiet.Is this what people who dreamBelieve what heaven will be? How have I lived this far into my lifeAll of these placesImagined all of the magical scenes I’ve imaginedAnd not ever allowed myself to soak in quiet before? Hush!Hush the perpetual motion of your mind! At

Photo by Engin Akyurt from Pexels I can understand how you are right.Finding what life is pleasing while there is still timeOn the calendar of good health.Like music and dancing.And breathingOutdoors in the sun-drenched flowers and air.The birds. Let birds!!And friendships. I can understand all that.And the love of children. And writing.And the craziness I

Photo by Engin Akyurt from Pexels Garments of night descendThe door I saw open is shadowed in painThoughts tumbling my brain like coal-black rainExtraordinary: how long is the search for a friendMidst faces of crowdIn dark disallowed. Are you thereAnywhereI miss you. Is this trembling on my lipsThe lunar eclipse Of a friend I once

Photo by Artem Saranin from Pexels As in life we grow and flyThrough stretches of eternal momentsOne at a time. They’re fractals, you know.The sides of every feathered moment.For moments are as complex as dice cubes and snowflakesEach with six different faces. A face of freshness and invention.A face of mindfulness.A face of sudden sunlight