you never asked to read my poetry
maybe that was the sign.
i told you i wrote for fun,
you shrugged and moved on.

We grow wild
unattended
Our rage is our own
We learn to love like nettles
and pretend we're not alone.

Snow makes it
So there’s now no urge to go
Into that chilling flash of wind

The walls keep us safe in
A bubble of light and sound
and intentional motion

Surrounding us set in action
The slushy ground is a sentry bound
To protecting the love that’s
wandered within

It’s lack of warmth contrasts us
And bare feet make more commotion
Bringing heat into our air as we dance

with the doldrums at our aid
Each galactic step we take
Brings our orbit around each other
one light year closer

Some memories of someone’s daughter

I wanted to tell you
I love you so much
I walked out with a sound
I was sneaking through the ground
like a snake I left in the night
and like the night I disappear in the light
I wish I could tell you how much you mean
but sometimes I have to leave
for... me

pony-tailed playmate
head tucked in her shirt
gazing steadily down
at her toes in the dirt

chaos tiptoes around her
naive oblivion
journeys in far away lands
just west of the meridian

watercolor fairy tales
bleeding outside the lines
unaware of the danger
unaware of the signs

let me sit with you, darling
in the dampened flower beds
and paint a new world
for us in our heads

The scars on my skin show the battles I have lost,
but the air in my lungs prove I am winning the war.