Calling

May 2, 2017

Fresh air
Is calling me
Begging me back
Reminding me
of fields of green
And gold
Of memories
Stored in a child’s mind

Fresh air
Regardless of whatever
Existant impurities there are
Fresh air as I knew it
Is calling me

Fresh air
In a song heard low in the breeze
To family
To familiar plains
And trees
And valleys

Fresh applachian air
Is calling me
Home

Separate Peace

April 11, 2017

His and hers boxes
Separate to separate
joined lives made anew

We divide but
Reconnect at peace as “we”:
Forever parents of you

Knowing the burden
On white flag children
We aim to be civil for you

May we remember
that troubles to separate
are to make peace
alliance in your name.

March 16, 2016

We are Titans
Born of and dubbed,
the name.
Meek and small
We may seem
Voices quiet
But we are braves.

Untold stories line
The pages of our minds
tell tales of
the battles waged,
the deeds done,
the monsters wrestled.

We remain stoic,
unknown soldiers,
weighted still; still.

Unnoticed yet,
but standing out;
as titans
our name remains.