November Blue

On this sacred, blue November day Somber, thin, high-clouds do lay Heavy; on trees naked and gray. Spirit? Bend me and I will pray: Please God! Deliverance today! For all who remain death’s prey, The weak the wicked who will pay. Sin’s permanent ink-stains stay, Hard hearts can’t soften to obey, Leading all who are … More November Blue

Between

When all the leaves have fallen To crunch beneath indifferent feet Afore winter’s capturing talon Executes life’s final, sad retreat In cold silence loud and sullen When kettle drums begin to beat Humbling each arrogant felon The august end in brutal defeat Wail! No immunity to dwell in Ominous! All graves loom to greet The … More Between

Deception

Long and heavy-hot, July-Doldrum-Days; Shag hazy thought as staggering, drunk strays; Desperation fraught in scorching-hot-rays! Instinct (not wisdom taught) seeks cool caves. Safe, in a hidden spot! As my long-lost slaves… I reclaim my thought, my icy-blue-memory saves, My present re-caught in isolation my soul craves. Rid of the fiery onslaught! By cool, blue waves… … More Deception

Lost

Mooribound thoughts in grey sliced by a jagged indigo wind! Shatter across the frozen tundra of the mind… Then conclude at the dead end of human wisdom. Gray truth of depression speaking again! Hopeless dry snow! Cold powdered emotion! Stinging the eyes and faces of all daring to come near, Offering the salve of cheerful … More Lost

The Recluse (Part XIV)

“Maria! Did you see what happened? You shouldn’t be playing match-maker! Our strange neighbor isn’t even a believer and Oscar, our brother, is vulnerable!” Tony can’t wait to begin correcting his wife after the last guest leaves. Oscar’s interest in Estelle is the perfect excuse for him to vindicate his extreme separatist views. His perspective … More The Recluse (Part XIV)

Survivor’s Prayer

If I am still alive when the bitter cloud passes, may I not I not be found stubbornly clinging to the storm because I’ve adapted myself to misery. Instead, may I celebrate in sunlight as I embrace the sparkling new day the sun reveals. Let me move forward to clean up the damage left by … More Survivor’s Prayer

Married to Pain

There are moments during a rare warm Siesta Moon, When the pain ebbs and my body sings a softer tune. Sighs of relief! Pain gone brightens usual Agony Moon, My cruel lover who won’t let go sings besetting croon, Beastly howling like a lost coyote during a Dusty Moon! Our relationship began by accident, a … More Married to Pain