Poem: Still Beating

Hand to chest where I can feel
The rhythmic beating of a heart
That still pumps and beats and
Lives inside my body even when
My chest feels empty and my heart
Hurts from the invisible wounds

Poem: Colors of Fall Fades

disappearing now
nature’s color fades to brown
fall silence sets in

Poem: Arthur

Fates be blind
Still in the dark
They still do find
Courageous souls

With word and shield
He lead his men
Battle in field
Their glory won

Poem: Stones Throw

The stone skips smoothly
Across the waters surface
Sending out ripple after ripple
From each place it kissed

Poem: Harvest Moon

early dark of fall
fills night with a loneliness
as we look eastward
for the coming harvest moon
signaling celebration

Poem: Number Ones

I can feel you watching me with private eyes
Wanting to take me up where we belong
Where all night long we can share in love
No more love on the run for the two of us
We built this city of passion between us
Amanda and I don’t ever want to leave

Poem: Sweet Harvest

They say apples hold magic
A hidden star at its core
I never believed in mysticism
Yet you with juice on your chin
Has me absolutely entranced

Poem: Aimless

It’s 3:30 am on any given weekday
we stand on empty streets
quiet except for the aimless
which we count ourselves among

Poem: Shadows of Ancient Moonlight

the moon plays interesting tricks
casting shadows that are lighter
than their midday counterparts
cast by the heat of the sun burning
into harsh shapes clearly defined
versus the cool soft shadows
of high moon in the evening

Poem: The Fae Along the Path

In whispers at bars they speak
Late at night of a fae they seek
Pale of skin and golden of hair
A legendary maiden who is so fair
A single look from her sky blue eyes
Ensures that any man who sees dies