The Sun and the Mountain

He loved her like the sun loves the mountain... she was part of a hard and cold belt, he kissed her peak, her fear and pain, and in his touch, she did melt. And when in his touch she did melt, clear and bubbling did her rivers flow, for the true love and bliss that…

He says…

He says that I'm timeless ...for he's known me through all my lives He says that I'm beautiful ...even when overcome with sighs He says that I'm evocative ...when he looks into my eyes He says that I'm haunting ...that it's something about my voice He says that I'm unforgettable ...and claims that no one…

Dirges

1 Ideas don't last forever, poetry gets old. I'm marching to a tune that isn't my own; play pretend - a put-on calm and dignity - go to bed with sad thoughts on repeat (shame and sin and sonnets and soul) like the morning paper with its murkiness that makes me wanna cry and bare…

AFFLICTION

Knowing it was a hopeless voyage, why did I get on this ship? Was it merely for the lure, the gratification, the thrill? What happens when the passengers desert me? What happens when I hit the dead end, no shore beneath my feet? What happens when it all breaks down, the vessel, the sails? What…

Love

Something so divine can never be my doom, something so pure and sanctified, can never undo, all that I am, by love, is grown to magnanimity, to everlasting bloom. I am no fool here, not even blind; all my senses are awake; and my mind is in tune with my spirit, purged, purified, by this…