There is no point in saying I like my coffee blacker Than most like it. I roast it like it Needs a dash of woodsmoke Curling In its flat broke Burning, scalding Ten-cent cardboard cups. And the jazz unfurling in the Night air Mingles with its hot mess flair And…
There is a moment reached at night When energy is overspent And time suspends itself aloft And no one quite knows where it went. The time it takes to understand That one's brain has reached a place Where nothing else goes in or out Is quite akin to…
Less often now I rest on certain stairs And take the trails well-marked, well-lit, and smooth. With uncertain steps my faith should grow; Fortresses should fall and mountains move. For faith will match the tremors blow for blow, If earth-shaking moments come with change. But some such as myself hold…
Where does enough come from, then? How is my heart satisfied? When do the words reach the end, I wonder? When, if all else has been tried? Is this the curse of all love-- That all are left feeling unclean, Unfulfilled, missing pieces, and dry And by all others, unseen?…
Death swallows me a little more In a room where I have shut the door And kept you out, for you are still The God of my hope. Resist my will And save me from my own desires Shunning mercy, setting fire To my own skin. See what I'…
Pieces of the sky are falling, blue Tingling with heaven's remnants, near To the heart of God, where we abide For we are his as much as ours, for here We stand beneath the father's love, while yours For me is falling with the stars And…
Death, whose face is downcast, bloodied, bent Withholds his hand, uplifted, given pause As in the face of fear and dark intent The victor stands unmoving, all because Death is a weaker being. See, his wounds Are greater than the ones the victor wears. And death casts down his shield…
Let there be a holy kind of noise; Let the truth be set on fire in words. May the meditations of my heart Be pleasing in thy sight, my patient Lord Of hosts and hearts and headstrong, bloodwashed saints, And let the joy of taking breath ring out. No lifeless…