Writings on Life, War, and Exploration

Lunch 

I saw you, In the little things: The way I cross my Ts, My hand still shakes, As it dances with anxiety and memory, You’d say…

Deplored 

I thought about, What we’ve become,  When soft lies become, Subtle fun.  One who yells loudest, Has already won, And the search for truth, Is an…

Boots Approved 

Boots approved, Like a scab once removed; A tank dances on pavement,  Click-clink Click-clink, A pirouette of massive grace, Click-clack Click-clack, Metal and asphalt, Commune in…

Sightings 

I walked along a trail, Going nowhere; The Fall’s delirium Keeping me at bay, The leaves cry beneath my steps, I wonder if they had any…

Ashes

The smoldering of ashes, Once bright and dim, Now frail and brittle like life’s little wind, A monument built upon the backs of dirt, A breeze…