Poetry | Earth to Ash

My Redemption

Posted on November 14, 2018 7 Comments

My memory is all I have to adore you. A broken heart still bleeding for attention. Before the picture fades, I pray for a lost connection. My fault bears a cross, though, it was never my intention. Forgive this, my wordy plea, and grant me redemption. Advertisements

My Misery

Posted on October 23, 2018 18 Comments

Why can’t I smile and mean it anymore? Is it because of my friend, dear Misery? But, I’ve known her now, more than anyone of flesh. She whispers constantly in my ear. Of a promise…that if I go with her. She’ll take my spirit and scatter it amongst the stars, so I may no longer […]

Like a Dream!

Posted on October 23, 2018 Leave a Comment

Your heart is like a dream. Once I awaken, everything disappears.

The Brothers

Posted on September 20, 2018 Leave a Comment

Eight tracks and underage, hard rock for the teenage, one summer eve, surrounded by kings. They rolled their tokes, shared loose smokes, and bragged, of sweetheart flings. I watched all night, as they pal and fight. Curse, and say foolish things. Like “Play it again.” said my uncle to a friend, as we sat, listening, […]

Fall Guy

Posted on September 19, 2018 2 Comments

Just because, I take a breath, leaf-peeping through autumn hues. Chilled zephyrs race tears down a single cheek, that dewy brisk, restorative. I wander along the many tints and tones, embracing change that’s before me. Just a little further… and I’ll catch the harvest moon winking.

One Day in May!

Posted on May 4, 2018 9 Comments

One day in May, will forever be. When a gift was born, and bestowed upon me. One day in May, as flowers grew. Love, true love, that first look at you. One day in May, 20 years now past. Apart we’ve become, my love outcast. One day it may, find a way home. Where I’ll […]

Still Lost – ‘took this pic on my run’

Posted on April 18, 2018 5 Comments

Got inspired by this picture I took on my run today. Poetic I felt.

Still Searching for My Sunset

Posted on April 3, 2018 5 Comments

‘Every morn…I look up for a brighter sun, to cast away clouds that still pursue me. Told that time will move them forward, patience should be a friend. Though, all I feel as I gaze toward each daily set, is that I am still losing both.