Reaching for Light

I sat in the shadows of the evening In the silence of the house Warming my hands with the coffee mug Reaching for inspiration Yearning for my thoughts to turn poetic Itching for a pen Wishing I could step outside of myself and take a walk And see everything untinged Untamed, untouched Unfiltered See things … More Reaching for Light

The Gollum in me

I hoard my trinkets Delighting in shredded wrapping paper Ignoring the Gift I am like Gollum Obsessing and dying inside Adoring perishable little trinkets Cowering in the caves As the saints march into battle And the new earth approaches I force worship out of myself unto my precious little ornaments Thinking the louder I praise … More The Gollum in me