Promised Evenings: A Poem

My heart curls around your fingertip like a slinking cat winding its tail around a corner pressing its bones against the edge aching for release. The cat will chase shadows in the alleys as will I seeking solace in moonlight catching shades like fireflies trapping them in jars wondering when they will materialize into the…

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Don’t Think For A Moment That You Meant Nothing: A Poem

Don’t think for a moment that you meant nothing You were as the sun that lifts the fog. You were as a breath of wind that moves a dune of sorrow And carries it to the seas. Don’t think for a moment that you meant nothing You were a raindrop against the veined leaf Magnifying…

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You And I: A Poem

Fingers to the candle Moth to the flame Visions of another life A different kind of pain. A canyon in the alley Between these crowded streets A thousand faces dissipate Hidden in deceit. You and I, ephemeral– Were petrol in the rain Shimmering reflections I’ll never see again. And though that day has fallen With…

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A Sun-Drenched Moment

A sun-drenched moment in the afternoon When the black eyes of the field light into a thousand candles, Sweaty and shining pure green, Illuminates my memory With thoughts of those who have come and gone. Ghosts walk between these trees Lingering, Stygian, tucked into shadows, into The space between the raindrops And the veined blooming leaves.…

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A Poem: Thirst

Never would Thoreau have thought That one day, the sight of a simple creek Would be so rare, so strange, so uncommon That it might bring tears to the eyes of a passer-by As I was. Thirsty, Awestruck by the green grass, the minnows flickering The crinkled sound of water dripping over grey rock A…

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