Onion Code

  Onion Code   Rejection sticks A wound fixed in the heart Never forgotten As he stuffs groceries in a bag He doesn’t think about rejection and Where it got him He is here now He won’t say anything about the free onion…it’s our secret Nor will he describe the layers of odourless hell that … Continue reading →

A letter to a friend

Words that form from deep within She understands though I’ve never spoken a word I have never heard her voice nor she mine But she knows how space is never ending An open wound that never bleeds but weeps just the same She knows words can echo on a page And that the hollows are … Continue reading →

Changes In the Wind

the world breathes hollowly in windy gales palm fronds blown backwards to an empty past night falls and keeps away those misty wails you are the epitome of the last blast of rain that blows in across the bay dripping  tears of regret on all you lost on love that pooled in moans of disarray … Continue reading →