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In the garden of my longing,
you are the rose that blooms at night,
your fragrance fills my quiet hours,
your beauty breaks the morning light.
I have known the taste of summer,
the whisper of a winter's thaw,
but...
There is a language beyond speaking,
a word that lives behind the eye,
that passes in a single glance
between two hearts that wonder why.
You speak that language without meaning,
and I receive it without thought,
two instruments in...
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We walked the shore in evening silence,
the moon had laid a silver road
across the ocean's dark and trembling
surface, endlessly bestowed.
Your hand found mine without intention,
the way a wave finds sandy shore,
and in that touch...
I did not know the world could tilt
upon a single moment's hinge,
until I turned and there you stood
and something broke along the fringe
of everything I thought was certain,
every wall I'd set in stone,
fell like...
Life Poems
In a box beneath my window
lie the letters never sent,
full of words I meant to offer
and the silence that I lent.
I wrote you in the small of morning,
when the world had not yet woken,
when...
A loyal friend does not arrive
with fanfare or a flag,
they simply show up every time
and carry half your bag.
They do not keep a tally,
they do not hold a score,
they are there before you call...
We laughed at nothing in particular,
just the fact of being there,
the way two people who have found each other
learn to breathe the same air.
Late nights that stretched to morning,
stories we have told a hundred times—...
The test of friendship is the silence—
whether it sits easy or grows tense,
whether you can share a quiet evening
and leave it full of good sense.
Some friendships need the constant filling,
the chatter to keep distance out,...
They didn't ask what they could do,
they simply came and brought the food,
they sat beside me in the dark
and matched me where I stood.
They didn't need an explanation
or a breakdown of my grief—
they just...
Hope Poems
We grew up in the same soil,
drew water from the same deep well,
our roots entangled underground
in ways that only roots can tell.
The years may take us to different places,
the winds may bend us differently,
but...
There is a chair that holds the shape of you,
a hollow where you used to be,
the room still hears your voice in corners
and in the silence left for me.
Gone too soon—that phrase says nothing,
it is...
When it rains I do not need to explain myself
to anyone—the sky has done it for me,
it pours out what I cannot put to words,
it weeps with democratic frequency.
There is a comfort in the rain's not...
I keep the words I didn't say
in a room inside my chest,
they rattle in the nighttime hours
when everything else is at rest.
I should have said: I love you more than this,
I should have said: you...
I did not know it was the last time,
the last time would have looked like any day—
there was nothing in that ordinary moment
to suggest you were already on your way.
We said the ordinary things,
we parted...
Short Poems
I was surrounded but alone,
which is the loneliness that cuts the most—
not the empty room at midnight
but the crowded room where you're a ghost.
Every laugh around me was not mine,
every conversation closed before I came,...
I know her hands better than my own—
the way they move through every ordinary task,
the way they carry without complaint,
the way they answer before I ask.
Those hands braided hair and dried my tears,
clapped at every...
Her voice was the first safe thing I knew,
before my eyes could make much sense,
before the world had shown its shape—
her voice was the first evidence
that I was not alone in it,
that someone warm was...
Now that I am older I can see
the things she hid from me so carefully—
the worry that wore her face at night,
the sacrifice she made look light and free.
She gave from empty, never showing empty,
she...
Her love is like a steady light—
not the flash of fireworks overhead,
not the brilliant sudden burning,
but the lamp beside the bed.
The one that's always on when you come home,
the one that doesn't flicker or go...
Mother Poems
She braided my hair in the morning
while humming a song she half-remembered,
the mirror holding both our faces
in the light of those Octobers and Decembers.
I did not know then what I was holding—
I thought it ordinary,...
My father's hands were large and sure,
built for the work that work required,
the kind of hands that held a hammer
and then held me when the day retired.
The same hands that turned the wrench in cold
were...
He never gave a speech about his values,
never sat us down to make it clear—
he simply lived them in the daily,
showed us what he meant by being here.
Quiet strength is the most powerful kind,
the kind...
He was gone before I woke on schooldays—
the kitchen still held the warmth of his coffee,
the door softly closed against the morning cold,
the world unready and him already in it.
Before dawn, before the house had opened,...
We fished beside each other without talking—
the water spoke enough for both of us,
the line and the waiting and the patience
the whole curriculum of the fuss-less.
He didn't need to fill the silence teaching,
the teaching happened...
School Poems
I saw him cry exactly once—
the day they carried his father out,
and in that single unguarded moment
I understood what he was all about.
He was made of the same material as grief,
as love, as missing, as...
Love is not a long word—
it is the shortest sentence,
one breath,
and the rest is evidence.
The moon knows my name—
I have called it often enough.
It does not answer,
but it stays.
The tree does not fight the wind—
it bends with the full body,
and when the wind has passed,
it stands again.
The rain fell
and I remembered you—
not a complicated remembering,
just: you. The rain. The window.
Nature Poems
The sunrise asks for nothing.
It simply rises
and gives its gold
to whoever is standing there.
The old house has a smell that follows me—
into every house I have lived in since,
a ghost of wood and particular light
and the quality of every old offense
and kindness—the arguments held in the kitchen,
the laughter...
There was a territory I have not returned to—
the specific geography of a grandmother's lap,
the warmth of it, the smell of it, the telling
of the story that began with once-upon-a and never had a gap.
She is...
We scattered in the years after—
some north, some south, some simply deep into their lives—
and the geography we shared in school
became the country of the archive and the drives
of memory. The faces are still precise—
I...
The old bicycle rusts in the corner of the shed—
wheels still true, the bell still workable—
a machine that carried me through the whole kingdom
of the neighborhood, before the maps were observable.
I knew every house by its...
Peace Poems
There was a time before the phone was everything—
before the pocket held the whole world's noise—
when boredom was a country you visited sometimes
and the silence was among the season's joys.
We showed up at each other's houses...
Father Poems
I love a bit of glamour - who doesn't? - but I probably wouldn't be able to pull it off.
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