Reconciliation Stories

December 1999… I awoke about a decade ago, and had continued my exploration of America. I, however, felt an irresistible pull to the south. Unable to fight it and unsure of what awaited me, I found myself in New Orleans. Can blood drain from the face of a vampire? It certainly felt like it. Standing inside the art gallery in New Orleans, I was shocked into immobility, unable to move a single muscle as electricity surged t...

My dearest wife, it has been such a long winter,Hard and bitter, draining the heart and soul of hope.It has been doubly hard for you, so much sadness,Almost too much to bear, with the illness of friends,And frozen pipes, and the children's difficulties,  Such a long catalogue of woes, you look so tired,  New lines of care on your face, and fresh streaks of grey  Staining the golden beauty of your lovely hair.I am bitterly...

The FightAs you step from your long hot shower,I feel a tightness in my lower gut. It frustrates me you have this power,To always open what I have shut.One moment, I'll be filled with anger.Then I see your body dripping wet. You seem to do this when I am mad.Your nakedness makes me to forget. Water runs from your breasts,And puddles upon the floor. What was that fight about?I can remember it no more. Seductive is what you...

Growing weary, feeling tired; heartless!My loss tears me, pains me, kills my trusting.Do you even know that you were artless?All that could have been is lost and rusting In the piles of dreams and hopes I tastedAs I waited thinking you would be there.All my thoughts of you that I had wastedWhile I lost my time, and dreamed of your care. This is my fault, I was so believingThat your words of friendship carried meaning.I ha...