Wednesday, March 30, 2011


i have somehow

managed to lose

my voice....

not the physical

one, the inner

musings of my heart

that voice, well it’s

gone on hiatus

maybe in the loss

of my muse, pain

i’ve been left with

no voice, just an

empty void shelling

out blips of positivity

my new found friend

optimism, i guess

she can stay around

but my voice, i need

her back, to live again

through these words

and on page after page

i need that voice to

come back and visit

Monday, March 7, 2011


somedays i wonder

if i will know forever

not the one we’ve

been sold on grocery

store tabloids, or the

stories our grandmother

tells us about as she

celebrates the golden

anniversary, with tears

in her eyes because

she stayed with a man

that wouldn’t know love

if it knocked him square

in the eye, no i wanna

know the kind of forever that

you discover anew with

each day, the kind of

forever that teaches you

with each new line on

your lovers face, a

secret unfolds, a bit

of your heart grows

every day you fall

more in love with the

flaws and the beauty

and the tender

touch of her hand,

the kiss of her lips

on your neck, just

so. no i don’t want the pretty

forever all wrapped in a bow

neat and proper, i want the real

forever, the messy one with

heartbreak and joy, passion

that is endless in it’s ever

changing infiniteness.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011


driving to work

on a saturday

morn, i pass

my former life

sitting in the

coffee shop,

they all laugh

and talk about

the weeks events

and i leave it all

behind, over and

over again, it’s

like a sharp object

to the gut, this guilt,

this pain of the former

life i once lived.

but it feels right, as

i enter my office

taking my choices

one day at a time

i feel real for the

first time and

i do it for me

and i know that

one day this

will all be a distant

memory, those

early days of pain

and regret.