There was a battle here

March 23, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Anchored in the seabed
A boat swinging in the storm, creating wakes like white flowers
Brief blooms obliterated by black water

1991

February 3, 2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

I did it to myself
Buried evidence in my flesh
Sang no more, denying music
At least a decade of numb decay
Spent dying of security

Quietly Wild

October 31, 2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Behind me wreckage lies
Before me cinders fly

The Light Is On

December 29, 2016.Reading time 2 minutes.

I have ticked forward. One eternal second on the clock. The small thing that feels like forever.

Life in the Summer

July 15, 2015.Reading time 1 minute.

I used to think I knew so much
And that was just yesterday

Prelude

September 15, 2014.Reading time 1 minute.

Am I already singing? Is that my voice or hers? My image in the mirror looks the same, pleasantly unglamorous, growing slowly older. Except that now there is gold dust on my lips. I smile. I can’t help it.

Zen Greenway

Tag: Poetry