Mornings (Will Never Be the Same Again)
Sunrise burns through the early mist,
warming me like a quilt forever shared,
Broken Crayons
This poem needs no explanation. It was written almost twenty years ago and has not seen the light of day as it has been kept in my files all this time. It is a relevant one I feel…just as it was when it was written back in 1998. It is a common story, more common than we want to admit. […]
Walking Alone
Walking alone by the roadside, I meander...
I Won’t Leave You
This poem first appeared in Journey On : Beauty and Grit Along the Way published in 2012. It has since undergone revision and will appear in the upcoming poetry collection titled Winter’s Call. I Won’t Leave You You and I have many dusty roads still to walk together, and blood red sunrises we have not seen sitting side by […]
Celebrating the Leap
Yes, sometimes you just have to take the leap and I did just that.
The Workbench
The Workbench After the burial, I walk up to the old white clapboard house and peer with cupped hands into a cobwebbed cellar window. Inside the dank and musty interior, I see my grandfather’s once vital workbench ghostlike, scarcely lit by streaks of powdered April sunshine. His step stool once too big for me, seems to smile at me in […]
