Cold Rushing In

I open the doors
On a winter’s night
The cold rushes in
Exposing the fragility of my plight.

I’ll never learn.
Always the one to run
Too far, too fast
Into someone else.
Immersing myself as I did in the past.

I should take heed,
Call it quits,
Just breathe
And walk away.


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This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One

In the Dead of Winter

Image credit: Alex Markovich

These paths I walk all lead to snow
White embankments filled with fluff
Masking the truth underneath
Holding us back three feet deep

When will they release me
Keeping me here like a prisoner
Don’t they see I want out
The ground is frozen
I can’t move my fibers of life
Shake, shake me out of this frozen tundra
I’m itching for a new beginning


Listen to my poems on SoundCloud
This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions: Whatever It Takes, Even If It Doesn’t Take