Poem: Christmas Rondeau

The winter season is here
Dark and cold and white
Where the wind bites
The travelers this time of year

Poem: House on Fire

A
home
is a place
where she used
to live with parents
who treated her like a
pet // fun to show off and
then put back in a cage

Poem: Powder Keg

Momma and daddy were gasoline and gunpowder
Playing at least once a week with matches
Until someone exploded into a raging inferno
Large enough that we feared it would consume us
No one ever died but we all had scars from the burns
That never quite healed despite the passing of years

Poem: The Winding Down

Daddy is home and the children rush
To wrap their arms around them
Like so many times before
Laughing and chattering and vying
For some piece of his attention

Mother is in the kitchen cooking
Being a good house wife
Keeping the home and the children
Protecting all of their dreams
At the expense of hers

Poem: Lonely Gallery

Yellow light streams from open windows
Shining from living rooms and bedrooms
And all those other rooms
Where people move about sharing a meal
Or a kiss or horseback rides
Life framed by white panels and glass

Poem: UnCivil War

Lips draw tight
In battle lines
Stretching across
Dinner tables
Where brother
Versus brother
Stares daggers