Nothing More Beautiful

A whisper can silence all my chaos.

Your melody can reach that voided spot

and comfort my heart.

It’s not just me but it’s who you are.

There’s nothing more beautiful than you.


With a blush of dawn,

you push me to keep going on.

A smile worth smiling back,

I can take your hand and try again.

There’s nothing more beautiful than you.


How does one payback a lost angel?

With a pocket full of sin, a man can still be grateful.

Mesmerized by all you do

and what you have seen me go through,

I want you to know that

there’s nothing more beautiful than you.

A warm December

Silent as December snow,

her shadowy landscape

rests at my side.

Chaotic fingers ease themselves,

not to keep her from her dreams.

Watching her nap in sunlight

makes for a warm December.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is Ms. Momo. She crowned herself as my writing cat. Normally, she prefers sleeping in the closet but when I write by the window, she likes to keep me company. When I’m stuck on an idea, we brainstorm together while looking out for snow…our favorite past time.

She is also one of three Beings I answer to… (she just woke up and saw I was writing about her)

Asphalt River

Leaves begin to scatter—

scraping across the asphalt.

The sound of a river

coursing through my street.



Ebbing with the wind

I wish I can toss my memories into the current

but they will eventually

find their way back to me.


Sleeping with Stars

Sleeping with stars

always awaken my thoughts.

We relate so sensibly.

tears streak in the dark

clouded when lost

dim as hope—

barely out of reach.

Quilted constellations

ease tired eyes.

Lullabies of

wishes and prayers

carry my dreams tonight.