14 January 2017


waiting for the day
when we can hug, and you walk
beside me again

11 January 2017


Until you can see
again, I'll write poems
you can't read that
are really prayers because
even though you don't
believe anymore,
I still do.

06 January 2017

to the wounded one

How are you doing,
wounded Brother Wolf?
Praying you have found
a cave to rest in
curled up surrounded
by warmth and peace of
some sort while you heal.