Category: Poem

Sitting on winter’s stoopWith dodging expectationsI watch days pass like breathBillowing into smoke on the cold airChilly and waitingFor satisfaction And as I sit, the sun pokes outAnd warm rays dance across my kneesAnd I smile for I know them wellAnd I love them deeply But when they leave, it’s as if I’ve forgottenAs I…

I fell asleep on the couch, for a very long time. And now, I’m going to fall asleep on my bed. For even longer.

I escape To my room and my roomsAnd my castles and hamletsAll tucked awayIn my pockets and drawersOn slips and scrapsHeld in pagesProtected and patient You could be thereCould go with me tooTo smell the juniperAnd see the fieldsFeel the sprayOf my own little oceanAnd toss acorns into the fire It’s warmWhere I escape