There is a tale that when a star burns out, It still sends its light to earth; Through the loneliness of blackest space, It crosses time and the universe.  But did you know the light it sends, Isn’t the only thing it sends along, Within its trail and barely heard, Is the haunting melody of a star song.  Much like the whales in deepest seas, Who call each other with their tones; The stars call out as they die, “Hear me” th...

I'm sorry I missed our chat again, But then maybe it's not meant to be; Thoughts and words bound and chained, Never the light to see; Silenced by matters beyond our control, These things are never quite said; It's only later in secret moments stole, These visions emerge inside our head; I wished I had said this, Or if only you had said that; And yet we know something’s amiss, Each time we are finally able to chat; Message...

My friend says my perception of things has become warped over time. She says any changes in feelings or closeness have been all by me. It’s hard to know when I talk to my friend. I respect her. How can we both be right? My friend is a butterfly full of color and light as air. She brightens a room. Her pollen binding those close to her. I, on the other hand am stoic and joyless. A chameleon who has lost his colors. Unable...

I have a hunger inside me. A need.. an urge that never goes away. It is a constant force driving me to you. Wanting to know your every desire and dream. A craving to explore and copulate endlessly with you. Until you whisper.. “enough”. There is no escape for either of us. I don’t know who you are. Yet you are always there. A glance into the car beside me at the light. A full affair as my cart passes yours in the grocery....

All this time I failed to see, There is no place for a man like me; My hopes and dreams will never be, A shadowman is my destiny. My late night thoughts are sad but true, What made me think I had a chance with you; You deserved much better than this man you knew, The best I could offer had little value. Each day I faced the hardest fact, That loving me was just an act; A chambered heart is not exact, But entry fails when...

Salt can be found everywhere. In the earth. Our oceans and seas. Our air. Even in our bodies. It was such a valuable commodity in our early ages that wars were waged just for the power and control salt would afford its owner. Only the rich could afford salt. It was a sign of prestige and honor to be able to possess it in even minimum quantities. It was often traded for fine silks and jewels. It was once the spice of Kings...

A heart unsure and clinging to a dream… You were in love with another, or so it seemed… I waited my turn, hoping you would soon see… That the man for you, was always me… That day in the kitchen, yellow you wore… I remember it clearly how my eyes met yours… In only that moment I knew it was you… Never in doubt my love steadily grew… The endless days passed without your attention… I didn’t exist, my name barely mentioned… F...

When darkness comes and shades my sight, My life is best viewed in dimmest light; I set the bar at its lowest height, And could never climb over try as I might. When young at heart and mind and soul, Desires met daily was my only goal; Never caring the costs I just paid the toll, My bank always empty so from others I stole. In callous mocking alone I would stand, An island of me surrounded by sand; Keep me safe from love...

Every child remembers their first puppy. Their first kitten. Their first goldfish. Their first experience at loving something without really knowing the word or what it meant. It came so natural and without strings. A lick. A purr. Watching a turtle do nothing for hours. Or simply tracing your finger along the glass of the aquarium. In the short span of years following that revelation a new door is opened up and we discov...

Hands of woman, the tools of her trade, Dishes and laundry and beds always made. Dialing the doctor while groceries unpacked, Cleaning and dusting and newspapers stacked. Tireless endeavors she must see them all through, Oh by the way she holds down a job too. Many hats she wears as she changes tasks, Be there for her is all she asks. Her days are long and nights even longer, Doing the impossible she somehow gets stronger...

I wonder at this face I see, Looking back from the mirror and staring at me; This stranger seems to wear my face, Why didn’t I notice he took my place? What happened to my long dark hair? Now flowing grey and so much less there; My eyes once blue like ponds of ice, Turned pale and faded and not so nice; This body once tanned and thought a porn star, Now barely held together and best seen from afar; Who is this guy in fron...

In my world I am the King of everything, Only fields of roses filled with birds that sing; No wars or strife would haunt my land, Never a fist raised, only open helping hands. In my world amber skies at dusk and dawn, Disease and hunger would all be gone; Men and women would speak in single tongue, Age would never distinguish between old and young. In my world each person would have a voice, How each would live would be t...

“Owwww!!! What was that?” I yelled. “That was a reader,” someone close to me said. I looked around at the clusters of loose paper scattered all around the room. The floor was completely covered and in some places stacked with the typical 8.5” x 11” printer paper. “Oooompfff!! Yikes!!” I blurted out as I felt a sharp pain in my margin and watched as a 5” spike heel left a mark. “What is this place?” “Don’t you know?” he sa...

The Apartment The Magnolia Arms was a dilapidated structure of six apartment units sitting on the corner of Venus and Envy Streets. Today it’s one of those dead end streets where every morning you step over beer cans, Smirnoff bottles and rubbers. Someone with a propensity for large orders of fries from McDonalds had lined the curb with the bright red cardboard containers like tulips. Built in 1930 by Foster Frieze it was...

I knocked again upon her door, Knowing that she could hear me. Again I knocked just once more, But an open door would never be.My absence started long ago, In her mind I never cross. Locked outside she has to know, That ignoring me is no great loss.When it comes to me I'm always last, Just another boy she once kissed. What happened with us is all in past, Now I'm at the very bottom of her list.Skipped again while others s...