Come Home to You (a poem)

Come Home to You

Written on June 12th, 2013

When I was a child

In days I cannot remember

I dreamt of planting flowers on the moon

As I looked up into the night sky

In early September.

I envisioned a career in agriculture

Working long, gratifying days,

I dreamt of artistry and sculpture

A menagerie of colors and paints.

As a veterinarian, I would mend and heal

Make loving pets out of the sick and faint.

Cold Night Craving (a poem)

Cold Night Craving

Written February 26th, 2012

Storm screaming outside

Within warm blankets I hide

Fearful of the cold

Wind howls in red rage

Desolate snow white-out falls

Pushing on house walls

Bright warm looks of love

On this night I will dream of

Escape from winter

Procrastination Poem (a poem)

Procrastination Poem

Written February 24th, 2012

I do not want to do homework!

Two essays by Monday, you ask

Such a tedious, boring task

On America’s smoggy industrial histories

On top of worksheets full

Of logarithms and matrices

A paper dancing with symbols and numbers

With every new Pre-Calc term I learn

I just feel excessively dumber!

Oh, the hours I waste, toiling away

With headaches and pots of coffee to achieve

Stellar grades on material to be forgotten a year from today

I have great purple mountains

Against prismacolor sunsets on my mind

Visions of summer paradises with sparkling fountains

Begging to be written on any scrap I can find

Fantastical worlds of crystalline imagery

Powerful renditions of a childhood memory

But alas! I have homework!

Imperfect Love (a poem)

Imperfect Love

Written February 8th, 2011

He is not an iron addict

With arms stacked to the hilt

Thinned out like a pancake

He has been lightly built

His eyes do not burn

With the passion of a dying sun

Rather, grayed with a touch of sapphire

And a faint spark of mischief and fun

Not colored with alluring, sensual caramel

The sought after, sun kissed tone

Instead he is sprinkled with playful freckles

Atop of the color of clean, bright bone

(Raise Your Voice) Things I Never Had (a poem, dedication)

Raise Your Voice

Things I Never Had

Written  February 4th, 2012

I dream of things I never had

On this freezing lonely night

As I cling to this life so fleeting and sad

Without these dreams I’d have no will to fight

And I’d be stiff and cold by morning light

I dream of fields, sprawling and green

Soft plumes of grass beneath weary, cracked foot pads

Forests and skies that stretch to eternities unseen

A family full of love, always glad

Each night a big warm meal to be had

I’ll make it through each long, painful day

On a stomach with no food and a heart with no love

On shaky legs and a mind that’s begun to decay

I’ll survive till dusk touches the grey sky above

So I can sleep and briefly enjoy the things I’ve been dreaming of

Faerie Dreams (a short story)

Faerie Dreams

Written in Winter of 2011

A small boy, no older than the age of five, came to find himself in a large, fantastic house of stunning, brilliant colors. It was as though the house had been specifically designed for Easter celebrations. The walls were adorned with luscious pastel shades and intricate winding patterns, delightfully filling his senses. There were wonderful smells of fresh baked cookies and pies, and the taste of sugary, candied things was in the air.

            Faeries danced and flew about the room, singing and laughing and playing, their voices like summer birds and sweet Sunday bells. They welcomed him with smiles and pinched his round boyish cheeks. One faerie in particular, an impish, mischievous girl with bright orange hair, took his hand and twirled him around. The air shimmered around them as they spun, as though they were a sparkling mirage. With a cry of delight, the boy found he could fly.

This Moment (a poem)

This Moment

Written January 13th, 2012

I’m taking this moment

A feather drifting on a breeze

I’m taking it, and I’ll keep it

Tuck it away somewhere secret

A hidden safe place

I’m memorizing these seconds

And stowing them away

So I have them just in case

I find myself lonely on a cold, rainy day

Midnight Rain (a poem)

Midnight Rain

Written October 14th, 2011

Sweet velvet rain
Pattering on my roof
Sing me softly to sleep

The gentle whispers
Reach my ears
As you travel in swirling rivulets
Across the shingles
Of this midnight house

The Flipside (a poem)

The Flipside

Written August 25th, 2011

There’s pictures on the wall

Of my adventures far away

The maps and photos, tickets and brochures

Receipts printed in French and letters from home

It’s hard to look at it all

Without catching my breath as I remember that day

See that postcard off to the side

Along and out of the way?

Greetings from Munich

A sunset glowing behind a silhouetted city

Flip it over, there’s a message, I tried and I tried

To send it to you; but it remains here to this day

Dream Reality (a poem)

Dream Reality

written February 2011

I shiver

As you brush my hair back

Warm fingertips

Skim across my cheek

You're looking at me

In a way I can't describe

I know you're nervous

But you're sure

So am I

I hold my breath

As you come closer

Put your arms

Around my waist

Pull me in

Pressed to your chest

I peer up at you

My heart pounding

Your hair falls over our faces

Sweet Dreams (a poem)

Sweet Dreams
-written February 26th, 2011

Love came
To the door of my life
I let it in
With wide-open arms

It filled me
Made me whole
I soared to hieghts
I'd never been before

But as is
With all beautiful things in life
It did not last forever
Dreaming of what could have been