Smaller Things

It’s smaller things that mean the most. We find that out as time goes by; When in large nothings we’re engrossed, That never seem to satisfy — And then we find a moment true, When what’s important – love – shines through, And we can see, amid it all, That what means most is mostly … Continue reading "Smaller Things"

The Day You Know

The day you finally, really know, The world comes into focus clear: It may be chilled by wind and snow, But all the warmest times seems near — For though the heart be bruised and sore, And we feel far away from shore, The pull will come, the hope, the yearn, As tide comes back, … Continue reading "The Day You Know"


The moonlight in a child’s eye, The winter of a story told; The stars, that seem to clarify The meaning of both light and cold In Winterhaven, grew a boy Who heard the words, and knew the tale — Of Who it is that brings us joy, And why the winter’s not for sale © … Continue reading "Winterhaven"

The Ripping Out

The sound of only stillness birds The grass that’s manicured and clipped The emptiness that knows no words The should-have-been’s that all get skipped   There is a knowledge only they Who’ve felt the ripping out can say: Though time stretch long, and legs go far, Forever loves Forever Are

The Hopes of Many

The hopes of many dwell in shade And shadows, by forgotten ways; The hopes of many bills unpaid For clemency and judgment stays The hopes of many, beautiful, In towns and cities, dutiful, Where love, and death, and tears aren’t rare, And great folk neither see, nor care     Photo / picture credit :┬áID … Continue reading "The Hopes of Many"

Pigeon Point

We sang until our voices broke, Then rode and drank and laughed some more; A while then, ere someone spoke, The distant lighthouse on the shore – The memory is fresh as paint Of friendship shared without constraint, And men who hadn’t lost their joy Or what it meant to be a boy

Summer Breaks

The summer breaks, and skies come down, It’s more than we can understand, No safety anywhere in town As darkness falls across the land Let ev’ry heart that is awake Take heed: the summer’s born to break – As we are, when the feelings come That leave us overwhelmed And numb

to float and fly

to float and fly, to soar and sing: this is a part of human joy — to start with feet but then, take wing – a must for every girl or boy — lest we forget, mid years wide-flung: life isn’t easy for the young, they want to reach, to touch the sky — feel … Continue reading "to float and fly"

Amid the Winter Stars

He walks amid the winter stars, His feet are clad with snow and ice; Away from critics, kings, and cars Is somewhere he calls paradise The solitude is like a salve, There’s joy in all he’s come to have; He stretches – though he’s still the scars – And walks amid the winter stars