silent morning

she wakes to the silent morning

she wakes to the silent morning

slow hears the cars as they pass by

struggling to move pillows into place

now she recognizes

the sound of the furnace

and memories burn into her like

coffee on frozen lips

alone

with her thoughts

in the silent morning


 

(“silent morning” – 11-27-2014)

By The Waters of Loneliness

It’s cold out here but worse inside.
And I have got no answers –
I hurt for you, my love, my pride,
But I have got no answers.

Still —

I wish I was a healer who
Could mend relationships, and do
A magic spell to patch our past
And you and I would soon outlast
The couples passing by, who’d see
Our open suitability
For long-time love, and long-held dreams –
That wouldn’t end in heartbreak.

But here its cold, the sun’s gone down,
And I have got no answers –
No questioner nearby is found,
And still I’ve got no answers.

Yet —

I wish I could bring back the days
And nights when you and I would say
That everything we’d ever need
Or want, our covenant and creed
We’d find in one another; where
The starlight meets the cool fresh air
Our love would last, and never die,
And wouldn’t end in heartache.

But cold and lonely flows the sea
The spray kicks up and covers me
And I have got no answers


 

(“By The Waters of Loneliness” – 12-4-2013)

My Heart Belongs With the Lonely

My heart belongs with the lonely,
It’s where I’m meant to be –
Not in the thoughtless crowd, or off
Among complacency

My heart belongs with the lonely,
And will to them be borne –
For while I still have eyes to see,
I’ll comfort those
Who mourn


 

(“My Heart Belongs With the Lonely” – 7-15-2015)

Lightning On The Lake

There’s lightning on the lake tonight
The world is dark and wet
This house is full of memory
That I’d as soon forget

With loud crashes of violence
The sky attacks the earth
But can’t drive out the eidolons
To which my mind gives birth

This house protects me from the storm
The wind howls fruitlessly
There’s lightning on the lake tonight
And no one here
But me


 

(“Lightning On The Lake” – 8-17-2014)

the image, torn away, betrays

the image, torn away, betrays
the emptiness of much we
seek and value;

your heart's weighed down by many things:
but just continue hiding all that,
shall you?

if only perfect bodies we,
or perfect families, jobs, or
maybe smiles

if only we'd go viral, or
be known and loved for stories, or
for styles

the image, torn away, betrays
the isolation of
our heart's recess

where lonely in a silent room
we ponder all it costs to find
success

Hallways : Gray Egress

Today, the world seems cold and gray.
I hope it doesn’t stay that way –
It chills me to my very bone,
A creature, silent and alone

And colden days come back to me
Gray hours by a churning sea
I’d stare into uncaring waves
And dream of her I longed to see

Another gray time now I view:
An autumn day that we once knew
You told me you must go away
The painful words I knew were true

So here again, amidst the gray
Another cold, indifferent day
I shiver, slightly, deep in thought
And travel towards what destiny
Has wrought