Martyr

Author’s Note:I know my poems of late have been streams of consciousness more than anything. I have considered keeping them to myself, and many of them I do. But I feel moved to put something out into the world before I enter the next phase of my existence. I have cognitive impairment from a condition … More Martyr

Mirror Pool

You try so hard that it shows in the blooms of effort beneath your clothes. What disillusionment comes when we finally understand what it means that everything bleeds. And when our parents told us there were no such things as ghosts, it was only because they couldn’t see their frost on the windows; Their tears … More Mirror Pool

Promise Land

For my Father, and any others suffering from guilt, shame, or regret for past actions in a struggle to accept forgiveness, or forgive themselves. You’ve struggled long enough.  And even if you think you must keep it up, you’ll never have pennance to payfor your lack of grace.For the Grace was never yoursto give. We all … More Promise Land

Beneath the Ice

I am surprised I made it this long without hitting the ice above. Submerged so deep with no hope of a breath. No cracks to encourage me to bust through, or try. Maybe I grew a capacity while I was drowning.Maybe I can breathe differently now, so I don’t need to float up, pressed against the endless cold as if … More Beneath the Ice

Golden Wounds

My scars are remnants of stars who tore across the sky to open my eyes. For sleeping too much makes the night too long, and everyone needs the hope of another dawn after darkness reigns.  Else we be tempted to believe pain and suffering is all there is; that struggle is how we are meant … More Golden Wounds

The Truth About Time

This linear unfolding isn’t even for the birds cause I’m pretty sure they know the truth about time. They fly secret patterns only seen by their own kind, and unlock the scrim with reality flowing behind it. They let out the currents of the true wind before they close it up again. So they can … More The Truth About Time