Poetry

  • How Is A Rose To Grow?

    A rose to meet the morning bright, to grow in cheer, to gather life. Yet day to day the rose does wither, day to day the rose does wither, lost beneath the foggy dreary. Lost. Beneath. How is a rose… Continue reading

  • I Became The Sky

    I could have stared at the sky for hours. It was glowing. Grey and orange; still against the crashing sea. But it wasn’t the vision of the sunset that moved me. It was the feel of it within me. So… Continue reading

  • Beyond It All

    I will always be here. Feeling this depth of life, remembering how much I have loved and lost and never regretted a moment. Life has never attacked me, though I’ve been broken by its force many a time. I try… Continue reading

  • Some Days

    Some days, even the days that are kind, (and quite lovely) feel a deeper shade of aching life. And you’ll never know why, (at least, I never do) but you might hope (like me) that one day the ache will… Continue reading

  • The Sound Of Night

    My body is alive with the sound of night. How I hunger for this bliss. How the melody of a simple tune makes love to my senses, and I am whole like the wind, like the sun, like love. Continue reading

  • The Wilderness

    Mmmm. The wilderness within. Let her rise above the soft waves of propriety. Let her unleash her greatest longings. Let her fall into the darkest of nights. Set her free, see her run beyond form, beyond care, beyond life. Let… Continue reading

  • Evermore

    Hold my heart, dear music. Let me float in the clouds, on the sweetest of tunes; let me hold this feeling, still, while the moon wraps around me. Sing it again, sweet Angel. Evermore is the breath of this beautiful,… Continue reading

  • Love

    It is a beautiful thing to know love. To feel it burning, aching, glowing; how I have known love is as small as an hour born of its grand, magnificent day. I have loved in many ways. Is there a… Continue reading

  • Yes, No, Life

    Am I a good and proper human. Yes. No. Life. Continue reading

  • I Believe

    I believe you can do that thing you think you can’t do. I believe. I do. I believe in you. Continue reading