Treading softly
and leaping
from shadow to shadow,
existing only in places dark,
you find a sunken repose
in the folded corners of my heart:
a welcome stranger that I didn’t invite –
I only ever lose you in the moonlight.
Month: March 2021
Nightmares
My nightmares
are my own;
unfelt and unseen
yet the tremors
are heard in the morn,
dull echoes
hidden in sharp alarms,
falling to sleep
waking to rise
life to day
death to night,
ending its story
as we all do
in our fatal haste to new
Wrecked
Sometimes,
I remember that
the radio continues to play
as a car wrecks,
and I think that’s
how we often live –
ravaged by pain,
aware of our destruction,
and, yet,
humming along.
Faith, Health, and Other Musings 