Love Sonnet LXVIII   If I wrote you a poem, would you hear me? Would you read me, swallow my metaphors, kiss my similes into oblivion? I only   have words to offer, words filled with allegories, stories of how the moon holds my haiku, hoping to be next...

sinking deeper into despairmy heart coveth what it cannotit is with dread this admittancethe heart can be so ficklewhen it has set its sights on onea soul so very intelligent yet coldthe very idea of me fills him with...

Piano Cello Interludes   I am listening to music, piano with cello interludes, thinking about you. I hear the passionate sadness mourning from the cello as the piano weaves hollowness and melancholy from black and white minor keys. I feel the disconnect between the requiem’s movements and the reality of an alive,...

I shall not forget the moment the light died. The glow of the candle pinched. The stout wick breathes out a fluttering string in defiance of death.   But it was time to die. It was time to breathe to death. What do we all think, When...