Agape

To complete the circle
you begin
where my left arm ends

an ounce of honey?
my oil from the sun ?
joys intermittent burst

of the endless sky
Glass ships in the air
That sail in my slumber

Do arrest my words
Oh Agape

2011

The Raw

How I miss Thee.
So desperate for thy voice
yet part of me knoweth
The futility
I goeth nowhere with you in the end
I tried to hold you
Squeeze thee, but
I could not, what else but to flee
and weep for what never was


2010

A little wisp of Blue

In the hum of the fan, waiting
For the heart to confess its picture
For a little wisp of blue
I borrowed your eyes
to look up from under

my invisibles leapt, dancing
to the tunes of stillness
Didn’t you know
The words leave when you touch

Therefore I pause, in the measure of this moment
for this air to find
in this union
the wings for our soft landing



2011