I touch, you dart;
I speak, you ignore...

[And here is the 'rewrite' of my first poem, The...
Love never comes when it is expected...

The portal to death creaks its grim close
As the last of the embers loses light...

26 August 2012
10:58pm...

She spins
I catch her...

[To my beloved wife whose tears fill me with the...
Just a glance, a meaningful nod...

20 January 2017
12:00am...

I\'ll be looking for you
in all the old familiar places...

Evergreen eyes of primordial spirit
haunt her present earthy tones...

I feast upon you not for
perfect countenance...

Like newborn spark
In calm spring breezes...

Spellbinding are the cinders of abolished
moments that can be summoned...