the sun and the moon

it is not the fiery sun
that rudely hastens the moon
from her heavenly domain

see you how she flees
quite of her own accord
timid of his touch

suspicious she wanders
frightened by his desire
wary of his embrace

until his journey done
he sinks below the horizon
that she may reclaim her throne

yet just beyond her sight
he burns in longing for her
and curses his seething soul

how little she knows
of the passion in his heart
sworn to hers forever more

and in the dawn that greets him
how swiftly he rises to his need
searching the heavens for her

just her

his one true love

Salt Lake City 20 Feb 2013

silent night

how lucid are dreams
conceived in a tempest
of smiling casual silence

nightmares grin nurturing
thoughts driven mad
by such amiable placidity

life quite unwilling endures
pouring salt into wounds
scored by jealous memories

still scarring breathless
this brittle impatient soul
hungry for something more



Salt Lake City 21 Oct 2012


we are shrouded in noise
i thought as i turned down the music
and pondered why–
turning it off completely
i listened — just that, and realized
that it is we who surround ourselves
with this cacophonous cocoon
willfully, needfully

and i think i see why
we encumber our lives with sound
and song and frantic shouts
with whimpers and whispers
and clicks and creaks
with endless bloody noise
why it is we indulge the senses
so desperately

closing my eyes, i waited
and wondered and felt and
knew something at that moment
something unperceived:
how easy it is to hear silence
echoing within the vast cavern
of nothingness at the core
of this fragile being

i shuddered and wiped my eyes
it matters, i thought
turning the music back on
this matters when the only voice
is your own, expiring unheard
and you long for another
just one other voice
to announce, “I am here.”

Salt Lake City 22 Aug 2012