The memory of loss
alive in her cries
More despondent than sad
each flashback conscribes
What denial can’t lessen
or grief will abstain
Recalling the heartache
— reliving the pain
(Dreamsleep: April, 2026)
Bleeding Eternal
The human condition
flows through my pen
Not cherubs or tulips
or wistfulness then ...
Each word like a bullet
that strikes at the heart
To bleed there eternal
— with truth to impart
(Dreamsleep: April, 2026)