Where Soul Meets Body

In my head there's a Greyhound station, where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations...so they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here.

A Whole Galaxy of Emptiness

Stars light the sky in a galaxy of emptiness tonight.

In the Dead of the Night

All that burns is the candle, and the fog melts over the night...it softens the edges, I begin to write.

In This Silence

Heaven holds a sense of wonder...and I wanted to believe that I'd get caught up when the rage in me subsides. In this white wave I am sinking, in this silence. In this white wave, in this silence, I believe.

Little Dreams

On a sunny afternoon, made of something light as nothing, made of joy that matters too...How the little dreams we dream are all we can really do.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

April 12, 2012 Haiku #100

I've now written
more haiku than
the years I will live in my life.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

April 11, 2012 Haiku #99

Tiny little bodies
falling from the light fixture
landing on my desk.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

April 10, 2012 Haiku #98

I hear the bells
ringing in the distance
for her it rang too soon.

Monday, April 9, 2012

April 9, 2012 Haiku #97

With each passing day
I grow a little older
a little more weary.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

April 8, 2012 Haiku #96

It's five months today
My heart still aches to talk to you
just one more time.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

April 7, 2012 Haiku #95

I miss you terribly
waking even from dreams
you were absent from.

Friday, April 6, 2012

April 6, 2012 Haiku #93 and #94

not a bright star
in the entire galaxy
as bright as she.

* * *

it grows cold once more
the ice settling in my veins
like sediment.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

April 3, 2012 Haiku #91

My bones are tired.
Eyes drooping with exhaustion.
But life is so short.

Monday, April 2, 2012

April 2, 2012 Haiku #89

It must kill you to know
I no longer think about you
more than a hundred times a day.

Sunday, April 1, 2012