[POEM] knot

convulsing mood leads

only to the waking ache

of companionship

the frustration of longing

and a disappointing dream


[POEM] Sail

Sailing like petals

floating with the creek current,

words trail on pages.

If only my lips were as

well-versed and content to speak.

[POEM] Home

Life finally starts;
settled in bed beside you,
I am home at last.

My things are scattered
in the hall; box upon box,
waiting for their place.

The morning finds me
sighing my goodbyes; knowing
after every day,
from now ’til death eternal,
I’ll always come home to you.

[POEM] Absence

To feel such relief
and solace in the absence
of an empty life
exhale the pent up anger
inhale sweet contentedness
He’s gone. Life can continue happier knowing there is a void where he used to be.