Cool thoughts of you
Melt like a snowflake
On my tongue

Cool thoughts of you
Melt like a snowflake
On my tongue

Backyard incinerators
Filled with reams
Of poetry
Never saw daylight
Nor reached the ears
Of those intended
A phenomena
Known only as fears
Crippling heights
Of vulnerability
Stifle our breath
Until conquered
Poetry and pinnacles
Require brave spirit

Oddest moments
Tease mercilessly
Caught unawares
Sting of grief


Do everything you can
To tell someone you love them
Even if they don’t understand
Why someone would.
It is a given
That one who struggles
To see themselves
As loveable
Need it more
Than those who
Love themselves more
Than you

Tears spilled
Into ink well
Until overflowed
Onto blank page
Of future days
Now never erased
If I'd begged
Bowed down to power
Where would I be now?
Holding the broken limbs
Of my worn out pride
Barely alive


Each year I gift myself
A new year calendar
Full of native flora
From my chosen homeland
To tempt myself
To go out and explore
To fill each day
An unwritten space
With wonder
A plastic Christmas tree
Or ailing pine struck
From side of road
Does nothing for me
Summer draws you out to
Parade through tracks
Winding into hidden
Vales to find
Berries and blossoms
Winged creatures calling
You into the forest
A place of miracles
Magical moments

Murmuring of nations
Surmised in vibrations
Of one bee
Pang of loss reaches
Extremities diving
Into cool stream
Countless words
Native tongues foreign
Fail to reach ears
Floundering has its moments
Articulating the speechless
Over all these years
