Deep
there’s a certain strength
they don’t tell you when you’re born
one that reaches for the door
when things go wrong
or when life comes to an end
how it cuts the pores
and singles out the heart
left alone to deal with the pain
these are people you love
the care goes deep
the needs go deeper
and there is only one you
and there’s only one route
all this you inherit
when it comes to your family
The Breathing Sonnet
hope escapes with endless nights as tears shed
against my pillow siphon moonlit blood
an eternal fire breathing unsaid
hazarding wayward wind to drain the flood
the smells of northern elk ravage the mind
casting surly nets as wide as islands
leaving the heart unattended and blind
while frost echoes broken hearts in dreamland
such enraged sleep beckons sour thoughts inside
a body capable of tempest wanes
clutch the prowess from that hope horrified
for there is no shame in union bled stains
arid the touch left behind this downpour
like a vicious and blunt past swept ashore
Traveling
body adjusts
to the rhythm of speed
wind brushes hair
rain kisses cheek
flowers fill lungs with perfume
oh so deep
road curves
tires screech
trees swing-swaying
hands block sun
bright petal
heart sings
city sleeps
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