The Dimming of the Day

On the night I died I dreamt those twilight dreamsThe way you fever dream when you’re half awakeI saw my … More

Sunday Service

On the morning of the righteous and the savedThose born once more entitled by being born beforeOnly this time knowing … More

I took driver’s ed. the summer before 10th grade. I ended up in the class at Lualuna Academy. Pretty ritzy, and more … More

Magical, the way our lives danced like a fairytale spinningCharmed amalgam of fantasy, dream, and highest heartsMy good fortune our … More

In the dream that woke me up todayI’m walking somewhere in the vicinity of disasterMy old friend from the black … More

There used to be only a just bearable fewNow there are an unbearable few hundredWitnessed in the dreaded half dark … More

I glance behind sensing that I’ll seeIt’s only myself standing behind me I wonder why I should trust youNot knowing … More

The male is quiet, very quiet, a stealth travelerHe meanders with his wife and babies, searchingFor food, it must be, … More

I will remember little to finally nothing of this poem in timeWriting is the act of pushing words like these … More

I caught their act, three with the back and forth banterEach taking whip-smart improv turnsSometimes a jokester-provoker, then the straight … More

I read that if you learn something each dayYour brain will stay flexible, or so some sayHold off memory loss … More

It should be calm here and soothing as the waves break tonightBut there’s a tension, not romantic, in their rigid … More

I write to keep you safe, captured in these wordsI keep you leaving traces and love’s truthsYou live on in … More

I wake up singing from time to timeThe omen’s good or maybe notDepending on the song, of courseThe day is … More

When I’m deep in practiceI’ll go an hour or twoOnly pausing perhapsTo add a new fingering or chordAnd at the … More

Grad school was a bad time to discoverI was burned out on reading and writingHad only a desire for playing … More

I’ve always found love works this wayBefore it strikes the highest peakBlows out and sinks my last desireIt hints at heat … More

Charles Dickens whispered, “On the ground”Meaning and significance? Mr. HartSits back and thinks in terms of legal precedenceThe message in … More

The road has been some sort of songLonger than the 45 I thought it might beCloser to the beginningAnd winding … More

Not this time. No. I’m done with all of that. I watched. Closely. I always do when I sit in … More