Drink of Words

I came at last to journey's end. I bled out words with deeper pain Than ever I conceived of. Then They asked still more of me again; I look to freedom 'round the bend. I bled out words of deeper pain And I denied no mark of

Softer Skies

Blue were the skies, realize, when disguised As the rise of your grace to a happier place. Stand in the face of the past. It won't last. And tell those who ask, that you've come to be none. postscript For day 30 of --the Vers Beaucoup.

Stonewall

When all around me begs of my eyes To see not what I used to see But gaze instead with eyes wide awake Seeing all, but blind to daily lies. Etched on graveyard walls with widowed cries And upside down on church steps. We Remember gardening without snakes But now

Hereafter

I find such comfort in the way you see Into the future, past and present now, Here all at once, and still you let me be As if you trust my strength. I will allow That when I turned to you I made a vow To give you all I

Untitled Florette

I had a heart of strength and fire Age borrowed it, returned it higher, Stronger, fading, kindled, anew, Whatever valleys I walk through, I will aspire. For life is not to be endured And neither dreams be quickly "cured" By cold hard truth, but rather, live As if