How fortunate we are to live at a time when broken hearts can be mended. We put in stints and pacemakers. Have pills to make your blood pump clean and transfuse your loss with new life. would that we offered such care to ourselves when the wounds are invisible and disfunction undetected by diagnostics and…
I wish I had more compassion for what you're going through The genes that make you willing to say “I wish that it were me.” but I sit here in the dark thanking God that it’s not me. this just makes me afraid. like death is contagious but my children are safe and sleeping through…
AStrongWomanIn LoveBecomesA womanIn loveSoftFeminineVulnerableTo his strengthWeaken by his gazeAttentive to his needAndRattled by his touch. A strong womanIs no differentThan any otherWhen aloneEven for a momentWith a manWho she loves.
When you look at me like thatAnd you run your fingersthrough your hairAdjust yourself in your chairLeaning back just soAs you clear your throat.Your eyes cheat downAnd you turn awayLike a schoolboy caughtAdmiring his teacherWhen he should be learning. And you find a wayTo say this is workAnd I'm on the clock. So I put…
Love can wax and waneLike the the moon.Sometimes strong and powerfulOthers weak and timidThe moon begins her ascentOpens herselfAnd displays her full beautyAnd love for the earth.Then she falters in imperfectionFades gently from viewAnd settles into obscurityUntil she loves again.
Not naive or innocentnot childish or childlikebut full of life unbounded by customor knowing betterVacillating from hate to loveand back again.always back again.
The innocence of desire Without regret Without inspiring Doubt or pain Childlike wanting Of love and joy To build you up And help you grow. The innocence of desire That pulls you in To her gravity Of purpose and poignant form With nothing in reserve To hold you up If it all turns to Turpentine.…
And a certain malaise That’s not quite ennui I haven’t played in days. But the day is bright And grackles are talking I just can’t see the light In everyone’s squawking while walking So I sit in the shade Kept safe from the sun Wondering why I’ve lost sight Of the one who’s begun to…
The boy of five said to the reporterAbout his companionOn the great adventure. I imagine his mother, talking to her childrenAfraid for their safetyBut certain of the choice to flee. “Just like the movies, Aleskii.We’ll race through the streets in a car.And run across fields.And hide in ditches while the enemy passesNot everyone will make…