My life is stitched together with scars some are hidden within a knee some are visible some you can barely see autographs collected, like stars loved and lost a broken heart mended restarts fool me twice shame on me a shattered heart beats poetic darts reclaim my love the baggage grows love again the story…
Preparing My Heart
Heart wounded cage fetched opens heals Open Ben’s toybox leashed old memories Remembering smells warmth paws popcorn pats Pawprint captured clay pressed into palm Into muzzle nuzzles love melts pain Love forgive me wholeness renewed held New puppy licks tenderness — forever’s kiss. ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo). Today’s…
Crystal Heart
In your love, my heart beats crystal Your lips spark embers in the night Your whisper the bellows of the forge Breathing life into my molten glass And make glow my soul with fire and light. Pull me, turn me, inflate my heart Present me within a sunbeam bright Cast my prisms on the world…
What Man is Made by Woman
Oh what man is made by woman A spirit made of flesh A psyche breathed with life. Oh what body is made by touch Desire fired in a forge Hardened pure upon a kiss. Oh what heart is made by love A metronome made to move Sets life to swing with purpose. © Dale Schierbeck…
Fear Not
Fear notIn breath there is hopeDon’t trembleIn arms there is strengthDon’t stumbleIn legs there is a wayDon’t despair In the jaw there is courage Don’t weepIn eyes there is compassionDon’t fallWith my back I will carryDon’t quit In thought there is resolve Don’t retreat In touch there is connection Don’t subtract In morning there is a day Don’t…
His News
The news: a bark that bites through my heart Words on a screen scratching at my soul My world shakes and it flings me down I choke on the hairy diagnosis And it claws at my breaking eyes. The clock chimes, the hands move, Eighteen years are now ticking , Sands caught in his paws, now…
hope caught within a tear
Standing on broken glass A crystal dream fractured Into kaleidoscopic fractals Chaos streams in the light Ruby shards pressed Into my dripping feet Its sharpness cuts my soul Bleeds my heart dry … And yet all my mind can see Are visions of tenderness Smiles and gentle kisses Sparkles in an eye Warmth upon a…
Pull and Push
My heart was pulled Into yours – It awoke Fallen into an embrace Held Tightly in your arms At peace and At home. My heart was adrenaline Lifting cars A superhero In my chest … It beat complete. “Don’t!” I am rebuffed “No!” Your tongue slapped Conversations closed Connections Lost “You shouldn’t” And I fall backwards Into…
My Canadian Love Affair
Food is an extension of my heart. It is not only a part of my physical being, it is how I celebrate and express love. I’ve been in love with food for a very long time. And, for almost as long, I’ve been an incurable romantic. It seems fitting, then, that my personal passion for…