"The past returns to bite"
The past returns to biteIt was when the sun was shiningThat my darkness descendedThe light of life comesMeasured in momentsWhen her presence can take my very breath awayAnd the darknessCrept up behind meAttackedMy heart in chaos and painWhen echos of...
"Betrayed by his wife and best friend, him, but he does get some of his back."
Young people today have an acronym for it: BFF or best friends forever. But, as is often the case in the real world, “forever” is a word that has no substantive meaning. For me, James Clausen, and my best friend...
"A soul can only heal so many times..."
Your side of of the bed is empty But I don't miss youYour absence gives me more spacenow I sleep in the middle I don't need anyone, not even you. No man is an islandWell, I beg to differ. I...
"He knew her chat room thing was can of worms."
Gillian Crowley and I met at a wedding reception for a friend of hers, Margaret Tilly; that was twenty-three years ago; we were both twenty-five and single. At any rate, I was actually a distant cousin of Margaret's. I was...
"Play with fire, get burned by it."
I leaned against the hallway wall and listened to them, and I "didn't" suck it up; I sobbed instead, just like a little boy. I was quiet about it, but I did sob. I could hear him donning his clothes....
"A sailor makes his choice."
This poem only available on Lush StoriesThe darkening seas of jaded greensPeaked and troughed under gloaming skies;The whispers of the unknown deadLaced the waters with their sighs.He stood upon the deck, astern,And watched the sinking gold,Another age of life and...