Dust

We of painted clay
Molded from the living earth
Destined to return

Reminiscence

Smoke borne on the wind
Transporting me to the hearth
Of my childhood home 

Passage

The vessel broken
one soul escapes to freedom
with a final breath

Passion

Our love together
Once bathed in fire, now kept warm
By an ember’s glow

Sight

So many times have
I searched for new perspectives
Through my daughter’s eyes

Late

I arrived in time
To watch you walk away from
Our lives together

Present

Cherish today, for
tomorrow’s promise is too
easily broken

Nightlife

In a basement bar
Listening to live music
With my lovely wife

Mother

How thankful am I?
Still to have the chance to say
That I love you Mom.