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The words were small enough. They could tuck into a heart, like a finch. Newborn to the nest. As quietly as they were spoken, like the finch th..

Across the decades Leaning in Fingers entwined Only to dine On the heat of the breath between us Knowing only that moment That first moment be..

Desolation rainbow Found Not empty Slight music of chattel singing Skidding in dust across the bottom The vessel Pored out and lovingly clea..

Fly by As if each was a child Trundling learning to walk Every year You Yes you Poet You understand do you not? Never settled Never sure..

Certain of times That Surely must be lost Lost upon all of us But just sometimes the sweetness remains Like a songs refrain And we dance in its r..

Let's build a bridge. We'll burn down. We'll stay warm in the fire. No fussing to get it straight. The story will turn out just right. I'll read ..

We all make our plans Never knowing when it all will end So we just pretend That it means everything I've spent my time down Right there on the..

This is a story about how I Met The one... No she's not perfect for me. She's not perfect for anybody. But if we could just meet in the middl..

Alone at sea. A fine vessel, a trusty compass, fair winds to sail. I need not the accoutrements I've gathered on shore. But for those moments in..

just a little ditty not sure what to do with it. Written during a cold windstorm.