Falling Blossoms


My arms embrace the challenge
to serve as your refuge
through seasons, storms, the sweltering sun,
and gusts of wind.

As those days near their end
and the air turns cold,
my emerald tones slowly convert to amber and crimson
before they too surrender to the elements.

Imminent days lie ahead
where life will be renewed,
but until then the sweet scent of flowering blossoms
from our days together continues.

Let the Music Play

we were an unsinkable ship,
built to sustain any injury
thrown our way, or so we said.

cast into the dark,
yet illuminated with infinite possibilities.

suddenly slipping through our fingers
the bitter cold quickly rushed in,
and the music played on.

while the chaos surrounded us
and the children were tucked safely in their bed,
the music played on.

while prayers were whispered,
and crowds huddled around,
the music played on.

while the water was rising,
we clasped our hands together for the last time,
and the music played on.

while last kisses were shared
and arms embraced wiping away tears,
the music played on.

while eyes sought the humanity
and love within each other’s eyes,
the music played on.

while indecisions and indifference captured us to a halt,
the music played on.

it was the only thing that could caress us
as we fell further into the deep, dark cold waters.

and the music played on
for each and every one of them

until they could hear it no more.

Relief [with audio]

*spoken word*

Sleeping next to you
We don’t say the words we need
The nights get lonely
Would it be easier living without me

You watch as I tumble down
You watch as I fall to the ground
Would you pick me up and piece me back together
Would you stand me up and love me forever

Am I someone you want
Am I someone you need
Are you happy now
Or are we part of the lost and found

You watch me as I crawl on the floor
You watch me as I beg for more
Would you give me some relief


Listen to my poems here on SoundCloud
This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One