poetry

Confession

Where there is imperfection, humanity, guilt even, what is needed is love, compassion, patience, understanding, but…
Glimmers

Driving This all too familiar road But today it smells different Today it smells like freedom…
As He Sees Me

As long as I can remember I’ve been told to see myself as Jesus sees me,…
For Arc from Lexi

Pale cerulean discs, uncharted territory, oceans of promise that draw me in with certainty of risk …
The Rock and The River

The saying goes that you cannot be both the rock and the river, but you, you…
A Lesson in Chemistry

Dissolution. She screams in horror like the wicked witch melting away all thanks to a well…
Seen

It is a terrifying thing to be seen so clearly so fully and yet It is…
You Anchor Me

You anchor me.Tempest tossed,deep blue-grey thunderheads,gale force winds,ripping at the sails,foam crashing over the bow,with violenceand…
A Spontaneous Trip Up the Coast

Time with you rests my heart in a way I can’t explain. This friendship is a…
By the River – a book review

Almost 20 years ago, sitting next to my best friend in a philosophy class in high…
A Complementary Series of Complimentary Sonnets

I’ve heard it said of smiles that they may light a room, but yours shines bright…
Memories of a Lecture Hall

Your bare arm is warm against mine. Fierce sparks (seem to) jump into my skin, radiating…
Storm

purple blurred on off-white smudges shadows dance across the floor light plays mind games with my…
Death of a River Guide

Contradictory feelingsobscure the waters,like the white foamon the Franklin rapids.The proffered hand,just within reach,may offer salvationor…
Too Much & Not Enough

Too much. I’ve always been too much, or not enough. Either extreme – sometimes they even…