My Girl Joan

I like a lot of things about you. You were a fighter, like I have always been. You stood side by side with men but did not let it turn you into one of them. You did not grow needy of them nor did you lose your heart to any of them. You were a…

Find Me Later

Find me later when I’m happy When life’s contractions ease to black And my lonely quiet moments Have embraced my broken ends Find me later when I’m happy When ambition’s tolls’ve been paid And my lonely quiet moments Have entrenched my soul with grace Find me later when I’m happy When demands of loved-ones still…

Staying Home

I wasn’t able to see Instead I read But as I did I was taken to a colorful space One free of everything I wasn’t able to see I wasn’t able to think Instead I dreamed But as I did I was taken to a beautiful place One free of everything I wasn’t able to…

Dance Partner

The Lord is my dance partner He meets all my creative needs He doesn’t push beyond my limits He soothes my inner turmoil at his touch He is a cool drink of water for my soul He focuses on steps and technique not just choreography as His reputation is on the line Even though I…

Cleaned by Words

If all I ever get to do in this world is breathe I guess that is good enough for the likes of me If all I ever accomplish is learn to smile I guess that is the best gift that I can offer Yet even in the breathing and smiling I wreak I spin unwanted…

Tread Lightly Into My World

Tread lightly into my world Do not disturb the greenery Do not rearrange the linens Do not upset the keepsakes on display   Tread lightly onto my stage Forget not the author’s pen Forget not the director’s chair Forget not the choreographer’s blocks   Tread lightly upon me Lay not atop my needs Lay not aside…

There aren’t enough words for love in the English language

Despite the instinctive way we always stuck together I feel myself stretched apart like taffy that neighbors used to pull when horses carried families to town The stickiness of all this strain freezing me to this place  I cannot deny the strangely thick sentiments which bind us  Nor can I pretend that they are only…

The Consolation of Words (Its’ second appearance)

When there’s nothing to write Don’t stop dropping letter after letter, digit after digit Trade punctuation for desperation; Reinvent observation by this silent conversation. What is writing but one thought strung together by straight lines and curved ones sitting on the page’s bench, or swinging below like restless legs, or rising high above like a…

Let Not My Heart be Troubled

Let Not My Heart be Troubled                                    … trouble will ride me, burn me, expose me I’ll rage until I’m spent, then I’ll run from you  with your layers of fake False layers of a mask you put on…