One Smile Away

I am overwhelmed By every glance from you Overcome By attention never anticipated I am overrun By thoughts of what could be And completely overtaken By the memory Of the smile That brought my heart To its knees. What do you think When my expression Appears nothing more than pensive? When my interest Seems nothing [...]

If It Meant…

I would gladly run around In the circles of your silence If it meant One day we would collide And find out what could commence. I will avoid your gaze For as long as it takes If it means Your eyes will become devoid Of any mistakes In finding mine. I would ask God’s help [...]

Freshly Fallen Hope (Greeting Card Remix)

In the deadness of winter With your blinking thoughts Refusing to yield To anything But the wind and confusion Of disappointment and disillusion In the dreariness of what hinders With all its blinding cost And refusal to heal With your spirit badly shaken And soul Left freezing From the unwanted Day of reckoning And silencing [...]

Freshly Fallen Hope

[This poem was inspired by a photograph of a fresh snowfall at dusk taken by a friend and is the final poem in the quadrilogy.  I have learned the hard way that sometimes redemption is found not in the grandiose overnight revolutions we so much long for as in a miracle but in the revelations [...]

The Beauty Of The Evening

My eyes cannot seem to rest On anything, Save your face My hands have long been tireless In searching for yours Now with my lips no longer hiding Your name, My heart will arise And call you blessed As all I have despised Has been laid to rest, Overtaken by this exceeding grace Which has [...]

The Incandescent Beckoning

[This is one of my all-time favorites among my writing and I felt was a significant step forward in my progression as a writer due to the depth of the topic and pacing of the rhyming. For the most part I have followed this style for all poetry I have written since.] Midnight awakens And [...]

The Remainder of Wrath

[The last five posts dealt with hyprocisy so I thought I would change the pace and share a quadrilogy of romantic poems. This is the first in the quadrilogy.] Pursuing my anger Has left me with more Than my share, More than I have wanted. Welcoming the danger Of the demands of spite Has caused [...]