Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Golden Glow

For I am dying 
swaddled in the comfort 
of my shroud, 
through which I see,
with course clarity, 
the joy of the world. 
I will not fear
that which I do not know.
For what I do know
is life and love, 
and love and life eternal.

Monday, June 10, 2013


No one can comprehend
The morning
Not like one who stands at its threshold
Mutually giving it
That smell of renewal
And hopefulness 

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Delay Me

He took
a slow drag from it,
pausing to perfectly hold on
to the clear, marrless night air.
He felt it's familiarity 
burning down into that place 
where he kept all his reasons 
why he never questioned 
the tantalizing pain of the flame. 
And then,
as though to mark his name
into our fears of the dark,
he released it all,
all that hot reverence 
he had for the world
and it's confines.
How he relished
in the view 
of the push towards
his own personal respect
going up in the smoke
of his savored self-indulgence. 
And how he hoped 
that someday pleasure would keep
from fleeting from sight,
and fading into the night.

Monday, June 3, 2013

Blurs of Yesterday and Tomorrow.

He walks, bent 
by the weight of his echoe
from yesterday's cry. 
How he mistrusts those 
characters he created 
so long ago, and now 
how he carries them
behind him. In front
of the world, he drags
that dog, a fierce beast
he hasn't loved since 
it was murdered by his future.
Oh, and how he floods 
the past, tying the weight of 
his tears to the airy 
reverb of his laughter. Never hearing
the truth he seeks to speak,
he lies down into the night. 
The night, where we all meet 
blurs of yesterday and tomorrow. 

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Complete Space and Time

Vilify me, 
for my body must 
whisper into his
under the canopy 
of the apple tree. 
The budding branches 
drop its fruit all over, 
and watch as they roll
off our backs
into the tree line. 
We have never been 
anywhere but here, 
yet what a journey it took
to be present, 
to be so undeniably 
in love.