Courtesy of:

To truth, I offer what I used to be

This shell I once thought was me


To your grace I bow and offer this

This burden, which I will not miss


Be mine in act, in word, and thought

To take to heart what you have taught


And as I lay me down to rest

Embraced I know I am truly blessed





If we are ever here to feel

In the sudden seeing of flight

Birds overhead, wings spreading

To the coming azure night


A cats purr

Lying close within the night


If we were ever truly present

As we talk to another one

Against city din and clash

If we cared how it begun


Ripples in this fabric

Within the whole as we begun


Ignoring that which is in front of us

Longing only for the next

The instant rise beyond

Forgetting all the rest


Is no one among us

Even ready for the test?


Final Breath


This bottle is fragile

What I can say, filtered, safe

Pushing, pulsing

Contained for now


This tongue bleeds

Bitten and held

Breathe; soft words, alone.


They cannot see

Yet, I am they, and I must

Hold it, wait…

I cannot hold them…


They have jumped

From the cliff

Pummeled and broken


And I grieve

Sacrificed to falsities

Led astray in the glow

Turn it off; see!


Truth was always here

Beside you and with, within.

Breathe and be.

The Laughter


Has anyone ever died?

Was anyone ever born?

We see others do both

For ourselves, we are not so sure


I was not here, neither were you

Now I am, are you?

Others may see my leaving

But I will never know I have been


This dream of forgetting

Of before and after

A game we play so well

Yet forgetting the laughter

Second-Hand​ Lives


The young child is running wild

As children often do

A mother yells distracted and annoyed

Expected; that is true


The cell phone never leaves her face

Something that cannot wait

Annoyed at the interruption

Her child’s behavior of late


Something so important

Something beyond her child

Something that really cannot wait

No; just a friend who has beguiled


Second-hand lives lived apart

Never to be lived again

Missing the important things

For selfish personal gain


Addiction is an insidious thing

Creeping while unaware

Life passes once and never again

In a breath, they are not there.



Among the trees

Leaves softly speak

To the breeze

That moves them


Whispers in our ears

If we but listen

Maybe too near

Do you hear them?


Simple as this

We seek to find

A knowing kiss

Do you feel it?


It was always here

Where you began

Every fallen tear

Does your heart know it?

Over The Wall


They say I arrived; born

I do not; cannot remember

They say it was in December


The first stones were laid

I was taught yes and no

What to say, and it was so


School taught me the rules

Do this, not that, they said

So the foundation was laid


Safety within the wall

Where we are all the same

Far too young to blame


My culture, my people

Be the same, always fit in

If we agree there is no sin


Stone set upon stone

You and me, us and them

Keep them out, and us in


Now I cannot truly see

Things you wanted for me

And I am not free


My heart aches

I stop

I cannot see

Beyond the wall

Blindly I climb


Not knowing

Where I am bound

Yet I must search

And lost or found

I will see


All of what I was denied

What a world denies

If my life, I must give

To know the truth

Then I offer this alone


All that I truly have.