the way home

these words whispered to the coursing windslike dust blown clear across the plainslanding in foreign fieldssettling at the roots of giantsscuffed onto the hoof of the great white beastand all at once every particle’s sacredevery being sees it’s self in…

BE THAT FLAME….

To: Tiffany Lynn, my sister Life is a mountain we must all climb. Your salvation, that saving grace, is inside you waiting to be uncovered. Like a fire left alone, it waits for you to uncover the embers and kindle…

the march of mice

To: Stacey Lee, my sister 30 wow, I’ll be 27 this year.It’s been almost 10 years since we graduated high school.The same stretch of time from 2nd grade to our senior year. (that realization hits me like a swift kick…

Rubied Dawn

My daughter and I started the day like most that came before it. With each day getting longer, our morning routine was a bit brighter. On our way out the door she stopped dead as I turned to shut the…

Wrath

A demon of fiery eyed descentIs drawn from my depthsInnocence bows as he passes With a pissed fisted handMy blood drips from his wrist A dance of darkness and searing flameAnd in the wake of the blaze Pain, angst, and…

Shooting Star

As surely as my weeping heart draws ink from this pen, surer still our love will echo the halls of heaven. All I ask is this; hold in your heart the memory of what love I gave. Save it, for…

Fire Fly

Days pull me close like an arduous loverAs Seasons bear witness at the cusp of my lipsWhile passion lays thick like fogThe grass stands in aweIndistinguishable against the setting sun My ear catches the whisperOf lover’s prayers falling from heaven‘Let…

The Child Within

A new page in the chapter of my forefathers.The ramblings of a man or boy. A fox trots through my Daughter’s dreams.She mocks his mischievous grin.His playful nature helps her smile.His bark echoes the child within.She slumbers soundly in my…

The March of Mice or Men

To my older sister: I pick my head up an look at the road I’m on.I turn around and look behind me.People pass and pay me no mind, their eyes fixed on the ground.Like mice, who know only what their…

Shadow Rose

It seems there’s no time for perfectionIf there were, would you wait…. Our good dies youngLeft alone our spirit wanes….Slowly withers…. A spirit, not a man or womanBoth man and womanFrom the hand of God….Not good or badBut both…. The…