December

still winter mornings

frozen, no one sees ice trail-

ling across my cheeks

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Ripples

a grey stone skips cross

the lake causesĀ ripples of

what was, what can be

Morning

dawn draped in shadows

whistling wind snips the candles

Death breaks and knocks thrice

Legend

a scar starred body

constellation of freckles

flesh becomes legend

November

crisp leaves, crisp apples

tumbling into warm sweaters

and into cold nights

Force Of Nature

your salty tears freeze

bitter wind cuts your choked scream

trees drown in your pain

My Punishment

dying inside you’re

devouring this heart, crunching

fat, muscle and bone

Time

ticking human clocks

faded footprints cover earth

look-a sky of graves

History

Miles of golden sand

Pharaohs ruling into the

night to hazy days

Too Much, Too Soon

Skin stretched from your touch,

I’m ripping at the seams from

loving you too much