I know I said I wasn't going to post any more poems until the book was released (which is long overdue), but this is a special one.



I know a man whose face has seen more
than its share of sweat and tears.
Behind his eyes reside years of worry and
concern.
This man’s hands speak of cuts and
bruises too many to number.
He is often exhausted of energy and
resources.

I know a man who works harder and
loves deeper than any other.
Behind his eyes I see this
love − unconditional and limitless.
This man’s hands routinely build
masterpieces where nothing once
existed.
He gives selflessly to others without
recompense.

I know this man.
This man is my father.

I know I haven't posted any new poetry in awhile (over a month in fact), and I'd like to apologize to my 3 avid readers. haha! j/k The truth is that I'm actually working on a book with a friend of mine. We are compiling a collection of our poems and joint-publishing it ourselves. Once ready, I'll be sure to let you guys know where you can get it. It will be possible (preferable) for you to purchase it online.

That being said, I don't want to give everything away before the book is available. While most of it is older work that I have already posted here on the blog, there are some significant additions that the online world has yet to see. You won't see them, either, until the book is released. :o) Let's call it incentive for you to buy the book. *grin*

So, poetry postings will be suspended until further notice - basically until the book is out. We hope to be finished in the next month or two.

Thank you for your patience!

I write...
to reveal myself to you.
I write...
to draw eyes to details.
I write...
to awaken the senses.
I write...
to surprise.
I write...
to give words to the speechless.
I write...
for the one I love.

Gazing
I watched colors swirl
and fade blue to plum
and black
and back
as they've always
done
Shifted
I see brightness dance
and play crimson with orange
and emerald
with yellow
in a familiar
way

How did I miss this for so long?

Who are you?
I've watched and waited.
I've wished and wanted.
Where are you?
I've searched and sorted.
I've shared and sorrowed.
Are you far?
I want to pull you close.
Are you near?
I wish for that the most.
Have we met?
Do you know?
Are you feeling the same?
Do you ask these questions too?

Just because I don't say much
does not mean things have changed.
I still feel the way I felt.
That feeling has not waned.
I wish that you felt it too,
but this I cannot force.
So, I'll stand back here silent,
not pushing anymore.

How can I miss someone who has never been mine?
I have never held you close,
but my arms feel empty without you.
I have never shared your thoughts,
but I long to know your heart.
I have never kissed your lips,
but mine seem to remember.
I have never told you that I love you,
but those words ring true.
How is it that I miss you before I know who you are?

Amidst the ruckus of
civilization,
a silent blanket of white
drapes the earth,
soothing
even the most tumultuous
of souls.

I turn over
and reach for you.
I place my arm
around
you
andpullyouclose.
Your warmth is strangely

missing.

I open my eyes
and see only the pillow
nexttome
and feel only its coolness
againstmycheek.
I close my eyes
and trace a lonely tear
down
my
face
and try to sleep.

My heart is missing and I
can't seem to find it Have you
seen it anywhere I
wish I knew where else to look You
see someone stole it I
have searched everywhere Would you
mind helping me...Wait I
think I see it You
have it right there I
guess you
can keep it I
think it will be safe with you