Recall once more the beams of light Turned upside down and right again On your cornea. Or did you meet it? My gaze I mean. I feel the drain Of myself into your eyes. 'Tis fleeting, sure, but God-ordained. If you have a moment, friend, Spare the time for…
I love the way you smile at me. You did it much today. When you helped those kids in fun, And laughed as they played; When you served those hot dogs, When you sang those songs, When you painted faces, When you laughed along With young and old alike, And…
Dare I, as every poet knows Disturb the universe which grows In my own mind? The poet's said, "There is a world inside my head," As every man is wont to tell. Why does the poet create a hell By bringing forth each thought he forms?…
Lord, and thus I seek you here, Imagining my pen To be a means into your heart. I would it were. And then? Would I then know your sweetness, God? Stare I out at the rain And wish for some new remedy That would erase the pain Of not knowing…
The lack of you is something like Cold cereal without milk. To my weary, lonesome mind, Something of that ilk Is apt to bring me to my knees Like cornflakes, dry and cracked. 'Tis milk that changes everything- They're immersed, drenched, relaxed. Who would have thought that…
mmmmmm. I got love, and it hurts like fire. So, so low and falling much higher; Needing a feeling that words can express Instead of the ones that mean even less. mmmmmm. I got love, and as much as it burns, I take the coming and going in turns, And…
Somewhere between sleep and awareness I feel a touch as soft as the dawn And just as slowly, with as much grace It pulls me under, and pushes me on. The light that penetrates through Is abundant, heart-breakingly cold But promises all I desire, And without hesitation, I'm…