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Sample of my Poetry
March 30, 2019: From Volume One
Darkness Falls
April 29, 2012
I fight to live in the now
While battered by the past
Losing track of time so fast
That I wonder where it’s gone
I breathe in deep
Wait for the moment to come
When my mind can see
What is meant to be
So wanting to be free
Of distant memories
Still clinging to me
Trapped between these walls
Living day by day
Until darkness falls
For reasons that are clear to those that know…
Suffice it to say that the Lady A was right, all those years ago.
October 10, 2011
My mind wanders back in time
To another world and another life
Filled with strife
Memories half-forgotten of deeds left undone
Promises left unfulfilled
Tarnished by pride when fear slept at my side
Waves of guilt wash over me
Rolling me back, crushing me down without a sound
Darkness found me, pulling me deep inside
Became my loving bride as she blocked out the sun
Nowhere to turn to – nowhere to run
Nothing to be done save close my eyes
And slip into the abyss
One last kiss before the dance of death
Would take me down
Cool welcome ground, burying me in silence
Ending the violence
Sitting by the shore in darkness no more
Wave after wave rolls up on me
Washing my sins away
Soothing my soul and making me whole
Cleansing my past
Set free at last, by the love of one
who knows the story in all it’s terrible glory
And loves me still.
Through the fears, through the tears
Through the years, time enough to last
Until one more day has past
It is true what they say; you cannot escape your past. No matter how much you change, no matter how hard you try, it will hunt you down and find you, even if you aren’t even the same person anymore. I’m grateful I don’t have to run any more, and I don’t have to stand and face it alone. “My life, for her love, always”
January 2, 2016
Aimless mist drifting over water
Long rolling swells rocking me, consoling me
Another sleepless night adrift upon the sea
Waiting for the god of the winds to breathe
The sun rises in the crystal-clear sky
No clouds to be seen; no promise of wind
Thirteen times the sun has crested the horizon
Since last I moved upon the sea
I close my eyes and see her standing there
Backlit by the rising sun; searching for me
Reaching out to me with her heart
Her love for me leaves no room for doubt
The sun slips slowly back into the sea
Another night surrounds me
A nighttime filled with silence
Save the beating of my heart
Orion watches over me
The Hunter of the celestial forest
I feel my life force fading
As the moon fades into the sea
She knew I was never going to return
Perhaps even before I realized it
Still she watched me sail away
Smile upon her lips; tears upon her face
The sun rises and sets on my last day
A full moon glides through the night
Lighting my way one last time
I know her love watches over me
Long ago I entrusted my heart to her
My secrets; my thoughts; my very being
I knew if I was ever to forgive myself
It would be through the eyes of another
That is the gift given unto me
A blessing undeserved; unearned
One to make me whole again
A refuge unique in every way
The time has come to me at last
My journey, ending
No regrets haunt my soul
No remorse for deeds done or undone
Orion seems to nod his assent
Polaris watching from the north
Antares is calling me home
A lone albatross glides through the moonlight
Each breath becomes more labored
My heart slowing within
It is time to say goodbye
With no one to say it to
Then I felt her presence
My love had found me upon the waters
Wrapping my spirit in hers
Wringing tears from my dying eyes
She whispers, “I have been
Watching over you for days
As you drifted aimlessly upon the deep
Making peace with nature and self
“I knew you would not return,
Nor would I live without you
21 suns have come and gone
Since I left this world behind”
Her smile brushes my lips
As she reaches for my soul
Drawing me to her side
As I close my eyes forever
If I were to attempt to write a thousand poems to be used as my death song, I don’t think I will find one more fitting than this. I will never understand the effect of the sea any more than the effect of her love for me. I will argue neither and simply surrender to both.
“When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so when their time comes, they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”
Chief Tecumseh – Shawnee Nation
March 1768 – October 5, 1813
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