She is Who She Was

Beholding the sunset The mountains of her youth The apex of her days Filled with gladness And wonder She is who she was Though the eyes who behold her Negate her Shared unity Shared humanity Unnamed by her heirs: “She’s no longer here.”

For Cedric

For Cedric Williams 1998-2018 Lord, in your mercy Hear us We thirst for libations In this desert of violence Facing one another Resolved, With tears And sight Staring eye to eye With tender conviction We proclaim with arms open: “I appreciate your life.”  

ludicrous minutiae

You care for the infinitesimal The ludicrous minutiae that I forget, neglect, and protect. Your continual hounding Is mercy, I’ve seen I cling to deceit and clawing for what is better, best A contest You kill me To revive me from my serpentine duplicity To loyal prostration.


This grief is blooming Blossoming, growing The ash from the refining fire Has given way to rich earth Breeding and sustaining life The scent and vivacity of such lusciousness Has been a blessed reminder That sorrow indeed singes and burns Yet, the beauty born from these wounds Is far more resilient and delightful. For though…

you are my lion, Leone

You are my lion, Leone fierce stately your sharp aggression melts in soft kisses your fearsome growl roars to fits of laughter your boldness, I pray remains loyal to the Lion after whom you are named my cub, remain with this Lion steadfast immovable grounded in your name my child My child you are My…

I need you, too

You need me (I say) as you walk away I desire to tether you to me for you are proceeding alone rarely needing asking receiving I wait… arms extended continually for that moment that surprises us all when in mutuality we need each other (I need you, too)


We neglect you (forsake you) in seeking our perfection in seeking our comfort we dull even passersby to the lustrous beauty hidden in secret this light is entombed and tedium erodes the lovely, transcendent curiosity of who you are that was once the telos of this life together you are the life still, we bore…


Cyclical union with Christ my life in yours in mine again. my fears wrapped in your arms, kissed dignified and adorned in mercy and empathic comprehension you know. mystical oneness this joy of indivisibility joined for eternity.

I am you

Where will my mind go? In this temporarily able body I dread forgetting you For I know retrospection is fleeting but you remind me profoundly I am you.


Are you aware of the brilliance within?