“Don’t say anything!” spoke the shadow in the doorway. I was seven years of age. I lay limp upon the couch, still recovering from
I see no reason now to disguise this naked heart and soul of mine. You can hide there
Sometimes I worry what you’ll thi… about these words I spew upon this… Not often. Not for very long. What of the form and structure?
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…
That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I fear this tempest might cost my life.
Here he comes again, riding tall upon his hellish steed… Dead eyes red, charging straight towards me. No joy in that demonic laugh,
This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed
Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.
You think you know me, that figment dancing in your mind’… You think you understand me, that puppet dangling from imaginar… You believe you know what’s best f…
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
I saw him for the first time ever; the one who stole my soul away. He appeared in a dream. I had never seem him before, yet no doubt it was him.
I humbly bow before your tender me… for no other reason than I’m sorry… As I listen to my old pal, Leonar… crooning out his holy tunes, there’s a message sounding clear
God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…
