- a dream to savor
- a prayer
- a soft kiss to bless the skin
- A Thank You
- alive and broken
- along the paved roads
- An error occurring in my mind
- as the hills fade away
- below and beyond
- best enemy
- blossum
- care for
- clouds
- delayed happiness
- Desire
- escaping the sky
- falling smiles
- flight
- heart art
- heartbeat
- I dance a line that curves and thins
- i dont want to say a thing
- I have made terrible mistakes
- I sit and I listen
- I will sing to your strength
- in his words
- into the garden
- ive seen them walk away
- keep it simple
- letter #1
- light wavering
- lullaby
- Make me an instrument of thy love
- Make me into a world of love
- more than him
- music makes me cry
- my little butterfly
- new world explosion
- Oh my baby girl
- passing
- perfect harmony
- plausible task
- Poem for Dad’s 63rd
- sage
- Saw a song
- Seed
- semi fast
- Shade From A Gold Tree
- shade from the gold tree
- she has gone to sleep
- steal a kiss
- Straight Lines And Curves
- straight lines are curved
- stupid and stubborn
- such a fake
- that i am not that i was
- the attack is swift
- the hemp song
- the lost song
- The space between is large enough for love but small enough
- the sun is my lover
- the train tracks
- this is what you are writing for
- to a different world
- To Hunger
- trust me with my own disgrace
- Untitled - December 17, 2006
- Untitled - November 16, 2006
- Untitled - October 27, 2006
- Untitled - September 26, 2006
- Untitled - September 5, 2005
- walkway
- what ive never had
- what would a boy do
- when i saw you last
- when im dead
- When in a relationship of close proximity
- You laugh and live within my eye
- You Void
- you void
The space between is large enough for love but small enough
The space between is large enough for love but small enough for pain
And gentle confusions of the breeze that misalign their sight and aim
To fly astray.
I sense dismay in my mind, but not in my heart
For that I am thankful still.
I hope that my will is true and kind
And that peace of mind is not lost in this such small spaced place.
My hands are weak since my eyes leak my thought and love to the page.
Im putting back the clock
While floating away from my goal
And drifting away from my body.
And drifting away from my baby.
Ill give her space in this cluttered place
She must need space in this space less place
I don’t know what she needs but I know that she needs it
And I know that I have it for her when its right.