The toll takes its silence Solid base cracks Meaning spread with wind chimes A Breeze loses will. Victory chased Losses seem covered As the storm shelters pass The wounded hero.
Someone unknown While having a name . . . Walking the mile Assigning guilt and shame. Performing a role Without knowing how it's done - Challenging the winner Before the game is won. Defending a stranger Offering means to succeed… Not knowing the problem But fulfilling the need. Hearing a voice Sensing a presence near … Continue reading Enigmatic
Dear John If that was your name… A burning desire… Will never be the same. No hiding the truth Or manipulating lies… Just the need to grieve From deep in my thighs. In-love with the memory- Burned by reality- And for a moment no hope- For something to save me. I was good at … Continue reading Dear John
Jon's daily walks brought peace on difficult days, and allowed him to have at least one healthy habit. Today his walk was different. Today the walk cemented a sadness inside - instead of providing solace from a hectic world. The loss of his angel was something there was no comfort for, and even his legs … Continue reading Saving Grace
A faded memory now As she lives in my dreams But she is still alive and well And even had a night saving me. An angelic form she has Where the promising spirit lives Filled with hope and love More life to me she had to give. Alone in the gutter Where all my promise … Continue reading Fading Sanity