I have been writing kids poetry sporadically for years so I decided to take all those works and compile them in a book! The book also includes previously unreleased works so go check it out!
For the book:
For the Kindle copy (this will come out May 12th but you can preorder now):
There’ s a warm arm that awaits
To sling just so around my shoulder
A brazen love that steeps in patience
A daring heart to disarm me
Without fear
Only love
That answers what I ask
And honestly so
That forgets its shame in my presence
and strips me of mine
That contentedly lies with me
sighing in the harmonic tones
that match sound of my soul
A stream of light
Through a door ajar
It pushes in
Though not too far
An eerie glow
To charge the dark
To shroud its bite
And swell its bark
A terror now
Is fostered here
The tingling touches
The blackness leers
Something lurks
Poised to pounce
As your fear festers
Ounce by ounce
The still of night
Chills so within
Each subtle noise
A frightful din
Cocooned in bedding
Devoid of sight
With a thundering heart
You endure the night
The convincing minds we have
So desperate to believe
what we have decided we are certain of,
Like scalding our tongues on our morning coffee
to hurry wakeful moments,
Finding patterns in our sacred texts
to make peace with preventable atrocities
Forcing our lives to be alike
while proclaiming our uniqueness,
Our emotions play accomplice in this,
For if you love someone enough
You can heal them
fix them
make them love you back
Not realizing that you hold all the love meant for the both of you
And give it all to them anyway
You have renamed this luggage hope
And painted it red
for love
for danger
for blood
That people are integrally good
as long as your doors are locked
And your gun is loaded
Minds are conflicted by fear
but rarely our own
That story you read of a woman raped
as a crowd watched
and did nothing
Reminds you of the time a homeless man
knocked on your car window
Asking for a dollar
You see, we all suffer
What could have been
Shall never be
Yet still it has
its grip on me
What should have happened
Never did
And parts of me
Still to it bid
What may or may not
Come to pass
Was never really
meant to last
Yet what shall be
Before me lies
And keeps the stars
Within my eyes
A sweet entwinement
Of different worlds
A mystery
Unclasped, unfurled
A deepened pain
For what was missed
A destiny
A wanton kiss
With honesty
She wished him well
A history
That none could tell
The world remained
Even without
His majesty
Contained no doubt
So she would dream
Of tousled locks
A travesty
Of cursed clocks
I am hopeless within it
folded and creased
reformed by its oragamic sway
Suddenly I am art
Beauty
revealing a delicate grace
once hidden in my vast corners
Organically I am changed
by its skillful hands
it knows which edges belong together
which pieces to tuck away
I am guided to take form
as a masterpiece
Refashioned into something
original, intricate, impossible
but for its mastery
As deep a slice can go
Without nicking the bone
Gestating old emotions
I thought I had outgrown
So comical the turn
I’ve naught to do but laugh
Always trudging forth
On so elliptical a path
I know not who I am
I know not what I know
A pattern deeply rutted
So upward I must go
Can’t say I haven’t learned
The message all too clear
Now it’s time to ascertain
If I’m really here
Just another face
Inside the spotted glass
Disappearing
Hazy with smeared kisses
From beautiful women
An unwashed commingling of strong bonds
And stifled pain resurfacing
If you are ever here
It is wise to bring someone
to tell you how beautiful you are
For the honesty of such a place
With its chipped edges and grime
Will make the scars rise and the tears threaten
Punctuated by the sizzling, flickering light
Reminding us
this is what we are left with
Now choose your favorite bit of scrawled wisdom
And go
For the next look is always the hardest
Come through the falling veil
And rest below my eaves
Let’s watch the puddles ripple
And track the gutter sailing leaves
Let’s each find our own rhythm
Within the driving rain
Then play them for each other
And see if they’re the same
Let’s watch the drops of water
Burst upon the street
Then rejoin one another
Where the sloping crossroads meet
Let’s find a drop to fall with
And dare to take the dive
Let’s dance within its sheets
And like the blossoms, be revived
The Mewriginal 