Back on the train, on my morning commute and what do I see? New thoughts on an old adage.
Months have passed. Years, really. So many sunsets. Too few words Greying ringlets spring free from a tightly gathered bun Betraying the frantic emotion buttoned under a strict façade Maybe this time I will find the words Before another fall or winter Maybe this time, before it's too late Before he tells me I'm too [...]
Images and shapes sharpen into focus Then fade to blurs in the background Breath comes in puffs of smoke and steam A cacaphony of sound surrounds Disorienting and overwhelming Crashing all around Then you appear Manifested, as if from a dream Focus, Calm True An embrace A crime I breathe you in A scent so [...]
Hi Everyone! I am so grateful for your support over the years, especially when I decided to venture into poetry. I would like to take this opportunity to share some news. I have created an extension of this site over on Anchor.fm. I will be recording some of the poetry I have published here and [...]
The way you hold me Skin pressed to mine Breath, hot on my neck Lips sear my restless flesh Fingertips, slick with sweat, Trace tributaries along the crests and valleys of my territory Settled, curled next to one another Never before and never again to feel this way A blink of an eye; A foolish [...]
Celestial bodies Brilliant, solitary masses grace us Together in a great coordinated dance Pause, for but a moment, in their heavenly waltz Awed, the world holds its collective breath Their convergence marks the birth of Kings and Queens Pay close attention Do not glance away Their sacred dance, a sight imprinted upon your very souls [...]
Bell Let's Talk Day is today, January 28th, and I wanted to write a post to discuss a mental health issue close to me. This is from my Instagram post today... For The Quiet is quite a departure from the type of books I write, but it was something I needed to do. After struggling [...]
Moments - caught in time Momentous, mundane Precious. Abiding. Now that time has passed And as only the wisdom of age allows, Examine what has transpired. Do it with new eyes Fresh Eyes Blessed with humility, purity and tenderness Time gives the gift of perspective Patience Understanding, Sadness and Remorse Who can you tell? The [...]
At once soft and brash At once complete and wanting At once fulfilled and desperate At once warm and stone At once fluid and unyielding At once bonded and separate At once mine and not Ours is at once A perfect, imperfect union Forgiving and contrarian With you, Love cannot come without sorrow And for [...]
For The Quiet's first review is in!