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FOREVER a WAVE, NEVER a RIPPLE
Death is unreal until it is; It plummets like a rock To form for evermore a wave Inside a broken heart Like Neptune on his chariot I...


A Firewalker I Be
Grief’s raging flames doused with time Feign the fire’s end; Hollow eyes framed by shallow smiles Give cover on a weathered face ...


A Gilded Graduation
Wished for, hoped for, prayed for You graced our presence In the throes of my goodbyes First smile, first words, first crawls This small...


Open the Door...
Two years I have scoured the books Entropy, consciousness, block universe; Read volumes trying to explain The haunting question of...


Choices and Wishes
Were the path of life yours to choose How many options would there be A life of overflowing wealth Or one of notoriety Would you embrace...


Where Is Love
Love grows the smile As tears water the face Love reflects eyes gaze While memories cascade from the brain Love is a lone set of...


Christmas Within When Without
Hide your tears whispers within Only Christmas cheer has presence here Osmosis of the season’s joy Will surely fill your void Festive...


Generation to Generation
There is no greater bond Than a son and a dad To teach, to love, to just hold his hand Life sparkles sometimes blurs never tarnishes The...


Grief versus Time
Time is the bastion of grief; It does not heal like a surgical scar Time doesn’t debride the burn eschar or peel back the dead layers of...


The Hymn of the Hummingbird
As regal as regal can be Head skyward, whirring wings In suspension, formed easily; Melodic notes do ring Come close, my wind shall dry...


Father to Son
Last year the passing Harvest Moon Changed your status from have to had; I knew this special day in June Might engender your feeling sad....


Death's Grip
I am a victim of the grip of death Not necessarily of human flesh; Rather the sticky shroud woven inside Tarring the heart and blackening...


Unspoken Loss
Nearing midnight, in darkness, I retreat Groping around to find my place of rest; Marshmallow pillows, sheets of rose petal fragrance...


A Year Passed Away
Passed, lost, passed away – words of reverence Voiced softly, hands on a door left ajar; Wishful thinking of something more to come In...
My Little Red Prayer String
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