He's home
So am I
A brighter sky
And warmer bed
Quiet thoughts
A peaceful head
Here we are
To build again
Loving husband
Closest friend
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC
to me
surrender
I demand only
what you’d never give
why resist when
they’ll never
believe
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 12:41 PM UTC
My name, your favorite profanity
Drips slowly from a twisted sneer
Curling like cigarette smoke
My name, in company of praises
Will not issue from your mouth now
Delight a burned-out candle
My name, your favorite profanity
Thrown in violence, in anger
Curses all who knew us
Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 8:18 PM UTC
soft rustle
kittens peer out
of cardboard nesting
crumbs fall
two old men sit
watching sparrows
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 10:11 PM UTC
soft rustle
kittens peer out
of cardboard nesting
crumbs fall
two old men sit
watching sparrows
Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 1:25 AM UTC
I love to see your thoughts
spread in darkened lines across the page
take form in an abstract grace
I love to see your words appear
written in warm breath across the cold
wrapping my name in mist
I long to see the world made new
lit gloriously, reflecting in your eyes
spoken in hushed reverent tones
I love to see you sitting there
curled up with a book I found with you in mind
fixed with intent on the world inside
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 5:45 AM UTC
pale clouds of Queen Anne's lace
float breezily atop the green
like foam sits on the ocean waves
gently bobbing, they lend the air
their floral scent
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 10:40 PM UTC
A gentle hand, with reassurances
steadying the heart under a barrage
of threats, of anger
my shield against the world's waves of insatiable hate
His love
and constant kindness
deflected barbs of my fury
the icy indifference I affected after every argument
The world is full of fathers
who don't know how to love
I'm one of the lucky daughters, with sunlight
in his gaze
Pride, delight in me
and in each of my siblings.
Every time I whisper, "Dad, I miss you"
I am telling him
I learned from you, how to love
to stand my ground
that family must always come first
You taught me
laughter
joy in the simplest of things
to forgive flaws in others
and how to forgive and give of myself.
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 3:16 AM UTC
like chunks of magnetized iron
we should by conventional wisdom
attract mutually
but
I'm breathing, moving
a chunk of organic carbon
instead
of pulling extremes
into unity
I flee
and chase instead a molten core
closely resembling my own
wishing
dreaming of clouds
and flaming gases
so bright, even my subconscious rambles
lose their stench
of fear
Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 12:16 AM UTC