So, Don’t —

You tell me that your heart is torn,
Because I cruelly scoff –
So, don’t — don’t fall in love with me —
You’ll be much better off

I am the way I am, and you
Are better off to know it —
You say I show no feelings:
If I had them, I would show it

So, don’t go on despairing,
You can can get on with your life:
I will not be your girlfriend, or
Your lover, or your wife

We can be friends, of distant sort,
I’m sorry if that’s strong —
But you can know the truth, and stay;
Or else, just
Move along

A Winter Dream

I dreamed a winter dream tonight,
Of snow upon the hills,
Of ice that’s frozen on the pond,
A northern wind that chills

I dreamed the world was cold and bleak,
But then I saw you there —
You said, “It’s fucking cold,”
Then I woke up –

just thought I’d share

A Face You’ve Never Seen

There’s a face you’ve never seen,
A song you’ve never heard;
To think that you have no hope left
Might really be absurd

For what that song would do to you
Might be worth all that’s going:
And how that face might heal your heart,
There really is
No knowing

Summer’s Kiss

Let passion run along the shore,
With wind and water in your hair;
Leave all that worrying behind,
And give up all your care

Make every moment worth the time,
Full knowing all the joy in this —
Yes, lose yourself in warmth and love
And feel sweet summer’s
Kiss

A heart set free is limitless

A heart was once encased in stone,
From sorrows wide and troubles deep;
A heart once waited, all alone,
In fitful, troubled sleep.

A doorway opened to the light,
A light to melt e’en stone away –
A doorway to a world called life,
And far from yesterday.

Then Mirielle, she rose and walked
Into a world both strange and new;
Then Mirielle, she found the strength
When she stayed bold – and true.

And where the fitful heart breaks free,
The world of love stands beckoning;
And where went, she carried love
Far past mere reckoning.

And now, adventure waits again,
Within, without, with everywhere —
And now, she knows love can come back,
And someone else can care.

A heart was once beneath the ice,
But sunshine came, and light broke through;
A heart set free is limitless
And so, my friend,
Are you.

In A Thousand Things

“Le cœur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connaît point. On le sent en mille choses.”

“The heart has its reasons, which reason does not know. We feel it in a thousand things.”

– Blaise Pascal


I find love in a thousand things,
An autumn day, a summer night;
I find it in by the waterside
As I watch geese take flight

But every type of love I’ve known –
And those of which I’ve yet to tell –
I find within the piercing eyes
Of my own Mirielle

For love’s amorphous, changing shape and
Pattern, as new worlds occur;
But all of them take shape in me
When I am here, with her

But words are cheaper than the truth,
Love’s more than any poet says:
I see it in a thousand things,
But mostly
Where she is

There’s Nothing Wrong With Having Fun

There’s nothing wrong with having fun,
In fact, I advocate it —
Most people would agree, I know:
The point’s rarely debated.

So guys, take your gals to the beach,
A trip that’s highly rated:
And gals – if you wear bathing suits,
I promise –
We won’t
Hate it