I stood before the altar,
bathed in scarlet red.
Lifeless yet alive
You called for me in silence.

Free yet chained,
satiated

The Hanged Man


I know
What a lifetime of longing feels like:
emotional attachments fastened
like a Sun Dancer with
heartstrings

At seventeen, a wife and soon three children by age twenty-three

Heard things I did not want to hear, and saw things I did

The Ones We Remember

The ones we remember,

'Lest we forget',

While their lives were short-lived

Without regret,

The cost

Love's Sacrifice

We haven't had it easy
we've made such sacrifice
For all the damage that he made
we've paid a heavy price.

But