you spend the day in suspension hanging upside down in dark cave high frequency white noise keeping you breathing freely your thoughts increasingly lucid bandages wrap your beating heart covering unresolved feelings wounded by your own compassion for someone in your distant past when it’s time to let yourself go breaking free from the ceiling […]
I m writing a poem Filled with present and the past Today they mixed into A memory i wish will vanish fast This will be a bad song I can tell you right away It is about a boy i loved many years ago Memory corrupted by lust and cliché We sat together in school […]
Sometimes it comes Without notice Without warning With a flash A bolt across Azure skies Arcing From the great expanse To the great below At times There is devastation left in its wake Blackened trees And split earth The smell of burnt air Long after the sudden storm And sometimes still It leaves no trace […]
This poem is about my daughter, who was born as the surviving twin at 25 weeks , weighing just 1lb 3 oz. She was in the NICU of the Ottawa General Hospital for four months following her birth. It was 2 weeks before I was allowed to hold her. I watched her resuscitated twice from cardiac arrest. She had bleeding on her brain and hole in her heart. The blood on her brain, miraculously reabsorbed and her heart was mended through surgery at a year and a half of age. She is now 8 years old, solid and healthy…. I don’t often provide context for my poetry, but in this case, I felt it necessary.
she, brutality’s wonder dawn- emerging bird-sized and bruised in cesious hues-
sulking pond waters, baby still, still, wisps of warrior breath breach pin holes in dewy, crystal head
lightning’s spark, spikes new life blood
universe’s latent mercy, surges bold through veined contains of garnet flood