“In the Valley of Our Violence” – Day 12 of National Poetry Month

In the valley of our violence In the years of smoke and water All the shadows trade in silence Like a father trades a daughter In the streets you hold your wallet For the parasites to find you As the crowd collects you call it There’s too many teeth behind you And the doors could … Continue reading “In the Valley of Our Violence” – Day 12 of National Poetry Month

“In My Bleak Midwinter” – Day 8 of National Poetry Month

Modeled after "A Christmas Carol" aka "In the Bleak Midwinter" by Christina Rossetti, 1872 In the bleak midwinter Burning sun made blaze; Earth cracked dry as corpses; Water lost to haze; Snow forgotten; snow, what snow? Frozen brow and nose In the tundra of winter lost Long, long ago. Our charge, heaven entrusted, Earth could … Continue reading “In My Bleak Midwinter” – Day 8 of National Poetry Month

“However Many” – Day 7 of National Poetry Month

However many years without a way to feel We’ll be alright However many years without That guiding light Morning after morning, here I cry Another day, another try However many nights of failing There’s always more However many people hurt There will still be more Morning after morning turns to night And forgiveness passes by … Continue reading “However Many” – Day 7 of National Poetry Month