The Grieving House

An Empty House Is a Sad House

To the One Who Watched Me Fall

A poem about letting others down

Irishness Beckoning

A Poem

Ireland haunts my future
Like a memory that never happened
My father’s ashes, once…

Every Rejection Is Evidence of All the Times You Have Believed in Yourself

A poem on how letting go…

Mindfulness

A Gift

Say yes to rest
Let beating chest
Ground you in the moment.

My Intellectual Dance

I’m not the kind of person 
who will exchange quips swiftly
like a duel of tongue swords.

Enough

I believe she knew, she knew that they wouldn’t work. 
Far to different, in every sense.
Love was simply not enough to hold them together. 
For…

Bluster

Oh that wicked wind,

Feel the autumn gale bluster,

bringing rain with it.

A Duet Halved

A Poem

I took her for granted. I thought everything was okay. We worked. We played. We cooked. We lived.