To
Soar Certain
In
The middle
Of
A Sure Jump
And
A Clean Landing
Is
An art
I
Will perfect
Tag Archives: Poetry
Now
Will we always want more
This may be all we’re given
Allowed just this moment
With just this breath aligned
Are we alright with that
Veiled
To tip-toe eternal I am able
Though are you not bored with this gentle dance
Have you not tired of the dusty curtain calls
Or watched enough of me in the wings
Can I not come crashing through
And at your feet petition truth
I recall tenderness I could not have imagined
I pray and I trust you are warm with mercy
Where have I spent these years
Will the rest be so cold
Steady Now
Cry, cry, cry
The entire walk home
Should you need to
Just jut that jaw still
And lift those eyes hill-ward
That all must be well
Watching Them
Red-blooded bird
Black mask stealing
Her olive heart
Full speed ahead
Swift wings chasing
Strong wings
Her tangerine mouth
Mocks that lovely feathered cone
Atop that busy head
She forages below
What does she know
He thinks
Cold Fate
No soul
Will care
To cry
For youYour arms
So strong
Will stay
Stone coldThat fate
Was sealed
Those years
Ago
Different
A deep taste
A long listen
A true breath
Today
Movement
I love that he answered the call
Hung up a shingle, of sorts
And waits bold in the Capitol street-front picture window at 8:52am
To tell us it’s never too late
But it’s time
choice
The oneness
Clinging to your shadow
An imperfect shade of orange
With darting eyes that you deny
Until you can no more
You open wide the door
And
Then you cry
Own Time
To know my sinew
To trust my heart
To love my clear green eyes
The finest treasures, these I will give
So my friend won’t get lost
