No falling tears
Each day a knife walk, life and death, Step left to die or right to breath. My time will come …
Category: Metrical
Ivory Keys and Silent Pleas
The old musician plays a soulful tune; his fingers floating over ivory keys while thoughts of her, like leaves, are …
A song of departure
When the touch of warm flesh has returned to your lips, And they yield as they once did on mine, …
Life Could Be a Dream
I saw before me hordes of players of an ancient game, The rules of which I could not fathom, no …
The Angels Weep for Us
Above us, where span the lactescent arcades of the sky, Where azure and pearl frame the cloud-swelling meadows on high, …
The things I have lost
Roaring flames of treasure blaze Sparked by distant memory days Of pirate ships and ferns for spears Of splashing streams like …
Once Soft and Smooth
Soft, soothing hands would rock a crying son To sleep; would clap and cheer when he would run; Then work …
Emily’s Last Words
“I must go in, for the fog is rising,” breathed out that pen we love so well, as she upon …