An athlete, a warrior, an artist.
Sometimes in the dead of nightTired limbed and bleary eyedBehind a screen or under ruckI think I hear your calm sigh Sometimes when men sleepAnd ghosts roam the landDreams awake I feel you nearUpon my arm your gentle hand Sometimes in pain I cry outAlone and spent, a shellThen warmth upon my cheekA taste, a … Continue reading Sometimes
The crisp dew of dusk has long been setWhen the truck's roar tears the street from sleepStepping slow and sodden, I slip awayVoices die and my road lies dark and deep Shiny street signs leave streaky linesAs they fly by my bleary eyesTails trailing far from where they wereLike comets skipping across the sky Windows … Continue reading The Long Drive Home
Shaking with emotion, his fingers clutching tightThe vessel sacred, slowly raised it to the light His eyes with pure devotion, gazing upon his LordWho through his ceaseless service, His Grace on us he poured Tear-streaked he smiled slowly, adored with bended kneeA soft "Céad míle fáilte" between the Host and he Who was this humble … Continue reading Double-0’Kielty
I want to touch the darknessAnd see what touches backWhat lies within the shadowWhat color is in the black? Is it chained upon the wallTo fly if chain where split?Or lives it there in fearsome calmContent where sun nor mind has lit? The corners dark within my heartAre filled and not a voidI feel it's … Continue reading Darkness
Further still, into the pagesThen unwritten, now scripted boldThough more revealed, less comprehendedAs along twisted paths I blindly hold Slow but steady the sand has leftFoundations sloped, with hole and crackThe burning rain tears through the treesAnd smears the walls and windows black Like a boat, without a skipperFull throttle, paths uncharted pavesPounded by surge … Continue reading Easter of Nineteen
Broken, broken, broken.Broken, broken, bones,Torn from flesh, this pain unspokenSilent and smiling alone.Clutching on the shoulder,Gnawing on the mindShadow cold and counsel colder,The heart with vices bind.The eyes have lost the sparkleCaught from guiltless youth,Masked as truth falsehood fedAnd grinned up with bloodied tooth.My shine too, lost for rustIn spots where I laid bareThe soul … Continue reading Silent and Smiling Alone
She's a girl in a cheap bar on a beer-stained dance floor, She's spun around and switched over her ring. She's dancing like she wants to be picked up or kicked out Wishing someone would show her she's worth something. She tries to explain herself But she often falls short With her drinking and piercings … Continue reading Ballad of the Broken
- From The Journal of Disjointed Thoughts - I was midway through life's journey when I stopped and looked around What I had thought was a firm foundation was no longer solid ground When everything I know and love tells me what I should be And I'm left with the question of what is best … Continue reading The End of the Future
When we were kids you’d play games with us But not the friendly kind Our fragile hearts you gambled with On the battlefield in our mind Young and hopeful we all were Quick to wake and forgive The awful sights and sounds last night We pretended we were happy to live The hidden pain and … Continue reading Father’s Day
I can sense the pressure, hear the slamming door The little boy in me is scared, alone My strength and age lie confused, forgotten As I weather the storm of the war at home. How many times can something break And expect to heal without a scar? Soon the scars are all anyone can see … Continue reading The War at Home
The Sparkly-Eyed Man 