Moving Along (Poem)

Moving along
and stumbling ahead
Ripping and splitting
you out of my head

The lesson you force-fed
me when I was young
Like a bitterness
on the tip of my tongue

I spit you out
Fling you far, far away
But you return with gusto
If only you’d stay

Moving along
I’m gone and I’m free
You creep back and sneak in
where you shouldn’t be

Age and heart take the
brunt of your force
The ransacking chaos
of your brazen course

Your hit-and-run game
is so obscure
that I barely realize
I’m stuck on your detour

Moving along
I’m breaking apart
Hoping my next fight
leaves me my heart


Another Love Poem

Somewhere deep inside of me
the words shout out, cacophony
it wasn’t til we met, you see
The words turned into poetry

The tune began to softly play
as I walked down that sandy way
to meet you where the palm leaves sway
that new year’s morn, our wedding day

I hold these words inside my soul,
the songs and rhymes our love has told
of how a thief broke in a stole
a half a heart to make one whole

This love began beside an ocean,
waves and words concoct a potion
So now we’ve set it into motion
a poetry of sweet devotion

Patience for the Petulant- A Poem

What took me so long

Until I came around

With my head in the clouds

And my feet on the ground


And these days when I fix

My eyes upon us

I think back to when time

Seemed so unjust


How I wondered and wandered

And wrangled and worried

And now I know that

Life shouldn’t be hurried


My eyes were set downward

And I was called petulant

But change was a-comin’

Transformation was imminent


So I say and I think to myself

Why it took me

So long to see

This shift that has shook me


My heart and my hands,

From my top to my bottom

Just what I was needing,

Now I have gotten

Thief (poem)

Oh Thief, you found me
in the middle of the night
And Thief, you were gone
before we could fight

Don’t stop, Thief.

Oh Thief, when was the dawn
of your arrival?
Thief, this movement has
brought my revival

Don’t stop, Thief.

Oh Thief, you’ve stolen
my heart and my soul
but Thief, you can keep
everything that you stole

Don’t stop, Thief.

Oh Thief, you’re a fighter
I’d never have known
Oh Thief, how the spoils
you’ve looted have grown

Don’t stop, Thief.

Oh Thief, you steal,
and you burgle and plunder
And Thief, you came at me
a force thick like thunder

Don’t stop, Thief.

Tender Drops of Rain – Poem

Where did this come from
and how might it end
like the beats of my heart
drops pound over again

This quiet surprise
a welcome intrusion
took my heart from its
place of lonely seclusion

So quickly the rain built
from mist to steady fall
Til my heart was completely
caught up – all in all

Gentle dew in the morning
to sweet drops in the night
Let the rain come as swiftly
and clearly as it might

My dry heart was so thirsty
the drops quenched its desire
Dulcet drizzle, tender torrent
It is flooded through, entire

Where did this come from
and how might it end
like the beats of my heart
drops pound over again

Whole Heart – A Poem

I hold my half-heart in my hand
To find its opposite

The edges fray in tattered shreds
A missing half, a perfect fit

I hold my half-heart in my hand
It is my offering

Its smell is sweet, its burden light
Its voice, like morning, sings

I hold my half-heart in my hand
I match it to its mate

The puzzle fits together
One whole two halves create


Wild Winds – A Poem

A wild wind rushes
through the fields of
my heart

A tempest storms
through my soul

The heat and the rain
pound and tear
me apart

Zephyr shakes
and in breaking
makes whole

Life is etched
with precision
like cracks in a glass

But the cracks
make stronger
the vessel

Because beautifully
breaking and shaking
the mass

Builds strength for those
trials which we wrestle

The wrinkles and lines
that time does impart

Only builds and fills in
all our holes

So that when winds
come knocking and rocking
my heart

Its small breeze cannot match
my strong soul.