Christmas Cinderella Poems

This is the only place where I can go when my heart burns and spirit muse in the desert and when the water is dried...

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sad rant

This day, when you know this day will be like the prior day
When you wake up and the dream you dreamt was dull
as the...

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Lone and lone like a damsell in distress, caging in her room made of spells and rituals.
she stare the world moving on so slowly or...

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Wake up January,
You have work to do,
And while your days may seem more than a few,
If you leave it to February, with 3 less days...

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I have made a solemn vow that I would not spend my fourth Christmas in this grave yard but from all indication my shadow is...

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The writing games

 If you want to know about me, there will be no diary 
you will find my struggle in my writing, you see...

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Cinderella's Christmas Snow-Ball
Once upon a bright snowy Christmas Day
Cinderella wished to go out to play
A snowball fight or skating, she would like
But the sad lass...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Back in the Box

Empty packages, 
lots of paper, 
refolded for another year. 
Saved, again and again, 
generation after generation. 
Traditions, 
slowly getting too old, 
falling...

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Stair to Heaven

A spiral stair comes in pieces. 
About one thousand to be sure. 
It is a very large box indeed, 
and weighs about 400...

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Our Tree

The green tree in the box, 
kept in the attic, 
is in pieces. 
Not because it is dead, 
or firewood, 
but a project
to be...

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Explosions
in my mind…

I want to compress my head. 
It is getting larger. 
I am angry…
with, 

(a long sigh)
(the gurgle sound of water draining)
(a hushed unspoken...

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Christmas Princess

I picked you up early, 
we went to your friends. 
I watched as they all…
watched you. 
You laugh lightly, 
and bring joy in your...

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“C” for Christmas, 
(not cancer…)

The packages were bright, 
the tensile shinny, 
the tree full of sparkle,
bright. 

Mom gone now, 
but grandma… 
took up where she...

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I Came By…
(to see you)

You don’t see me. 
I see you, everyday. 
I am afraid to say hello. 
You may say good-bye. 

I just want...

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