It is not yet Spring

Fragile cases of disillusioned men come tumbling down the street. Seeking justice on a promise of lips No one heard a thing they said Distant passersby scoff at the disruption to their walk It is not yet spring Loud voices clash On mountains of ill-forgotten deeds of kindness Silver clatters to the floor Making its…

To Hunt A Fox

A fox rests on the shoulder of a mountain Taking in the rays of the sun It raises its head Foot steps draw near On the edge of the forest Creeping along the undergrowth A hunter draws near With gun in hand With vengeance in her eyes The fox tilts his head in amusement Another…

Mother, I hope that you are well

Mother, I hope that you are well I remember lullabies And the subtle feeling of love There were never any hugs Jabs of pain from disappointment On your birthday when no one had any presents You would smile  Understanding you were less Forgotten in your role Loving and kind Never really saying no But now…

Crafted: Neither Bitter Nor Bold

In her hands and far from the eyes of mere mortal men  She crafts a friend  To begin again  Eyes of Jasper to see what the soul hides Ears of elm to listen to the wind  Lips of Sapphire, harsh words do not fade fast  A heart of silver, neither pure nor bitter  Legs of…

Only Silence

I wish to drift away  To float in the uncertainty of my state                          Yet there is only silence

Between The Cracks Of My Mask

My mask, just like the others Has cracks in the cheekbones and odd places Just below the temple And across the brow You might wander Up and down a hall In and out of rooms long forgotten Before you notice these cracks They take a moment or two To see that not all masks are…

These Empty Pages Feel No Pain

I look at empty pages  where the words should be  They gnaw at my being I can not write these feelings down  I can not face them  I am weak Do the strong wither with pages full of words Do they stand and face the wind  Do they scream at their fears I do not…

This Constant Place of Motion

The words pass me by  Zooming into the night  Careless about their flight for freedom  My insides shiver  Rambling words leave my tongue  How did I become so undone? A sudden fear takes over And I am alone again  Then it’s the anger  A rage swells within me  Like a river that has grown too…

The Frailty Of Large Ideals

For me the world is built on big ideas Large ideals, like kindness and somber thoughts Mournful visions of the past  Mindful planning of the future For a world so large, yet so small I weep, like a child that has just lost its mother without understanding the gravity of lost  I weep, face strained…

My Friends Are Finding New Places

The other day as I wandered out loud  “My friends are finding new places to call their own.” The misery of being alone set in  In those new places are new faces Jokes that I may never hear  Stories of childhoods I thought were meant for me My friends are finding new places  In which…