sometimes I think when Jesus knelt in the garden, he was lookin’ for Eden but teared up when Gethsemane was the best he could do, and all round those ole bent-over olives, crooked and deformed as they are, and knowin’ he’d hang on one soon enough, the trees of the field didn’t clap but ached […]
Category: Poems
From poetry to short prose, a list of current creative projects
Preach
you sold lies like indulgences, in the name of love but to benefit none, and gathered souls with condolences that all those debts were paid in blood; you paved a path with relic’s bones to march the truth right through the mud, and hid these theses from the world lest they discovered or understood just […]
The Farm
there, along the old oak grove where the soy bean meets with the tree line, the fractal limbs rise up and tear against the old blue-black sea-sky, naked and aching for spring or anything green: and freed of all their shame – there, for a whole world to see, but they’ll grow cold, all the […]
Sassafras Tree
Come thou Indian summer, come blow your warm return, yellow-orange its embers, the sassafras will burn ’til barren of its leaflets and on the ground they blaze, but as the wind chimes tussle, they are doused in godly grace, and there, they lie like ashes, cold – and frozen still the summer quickly passes as […]
Samah
who among us ever was with better dreams than those who followed in the footsteps of a father, a girl of nothing more than seventeen saw it fit to be the best she could, a daughter, she held fast she’d be a soldier for the King, in a country where the sun was often cold, […]
Joyride
joyride, and a long silent gaze out the window at the world, where there are words beneath words, and truth is speaking the unspoken, that something between us couldn’t give, that so much we held back, we hold back from ourselves first, and that’s the real shame of it, as you shift the gear in […]
Nashville IX
Oh, Miriam, when all your good intentions weren’t enough, despite how right your wrongs were ever made, there was no time to test if love would bluff whatever false pretenses have dismayed, so as you leave the river for a life, the basket on its way and to its home, don’t think there is returning […]
Melt
that day we packed the snow into a makeshift man, no carrots or coal for his eyes or nose or mouth – he was enough as snow for us, and as we thawed out at your mother’s house, our boots left a puddle by the wood-stove, and you still wore that ugly pink toboggan, the […]
The Fox
And in the night I see the fox whose secret scamper is a claim – a lie really – that she isn’t real, like sasquatch or chupacabra, hiding in the shadows but with a swift stealth not even they could match, and her soft, red coat is a beauty that belongs beyond the secrets of […]
Wind Chimes
the wind chimes never stop dancing, not even when the wind grows still and the sun beats down its command to the earth that all must obey in reverence to the humid sigh: that’s when they dance defiant and one swift clang will resonate cutting through the bright murk as if to sing, I am […]
