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This Phoenix Speaks

Seven years in the making, my first published book, This Phoenix Speaks , is now a reality. The tireless and tiring work invested to ma...

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Denver, CO


What you ask of me without words
Could just be what I am asking of myself
But you might not care if I stay or go—a layer of apathy

What I ask of you with and without words
Could just be what my heart alone has want of
So you would be glad even grateful if I left never to return

What others demand of you in all their forms
Could just be what you have allowed under pressure
But you don't see to do things differently

What you ask of others
Could just be what you know—familiarity
But you don't see everything that's missing

What we ask of ourselves
Is not all we are capable of
So we reach for our potential to little avail

What is there for the taking
Is still there and it will keep—for now
So we borrow on credit a fresh day to try again

What I know of us
Is that we have more than either comprehends
And we want to make each other happy

Looking through glass
We strive on side by side to understand
To find a unified reflection

Because somehow I must believe
Unopened windows bother both of us—not just me
And we will see this through into eternity









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With bandaged heart, 
I take the mirror, 
Crashed and broken, 
Searching my reflection

In every shard of glass, 
And the question 
"Will I ever be recovered enough?"
Begins knocking around in my head. 

The shards become reflections
Of him and me
Offering a certain quality
To the demanded answer—yes. 



Found words from Journey to the Fringe by Kelli Swofford Nielsen, page 91. 














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Severity of thought
Breaths too quick
Nothing looks right
All askew

Staying away
Adding distance
Holding of breath
Blank stares

A missed beat
Forgotten words
No plans
Slipping dreams

Caught between happy and sad
Unwanted
No one investing
What a mess

Set aside
No time
Synthetic
Façade






another day

Childress, Texas


Another day done
In the record books
Another one yet to come

But when is time enough
That you don't get one more day
Do you keep that in your heart
And mind the time
To assure yourself
That not a moment slips by
Wasted by ignorance
Complacency and lack of care
Eating away the sunshine
There for you

Do you take it all in
Savored
Do you let it all slip by
Unnoticed

Another day to come
Until there are none left for you
Full of love and sun
Full of trouble and doubt
Focusing on the best or the worst

Your destiny arrives
With each sun-filled day
In the choices that you make











always golden



Words on a page that made no sense
How could any two people be
'Always golden'
And still be real

In each day
You have taught me
In each interaction
I have learned

In every memory
I see the proof
In every inaction
I still wonder why you stay

Laced into every happy time
There are golden threads of
Loving care
Creating a tapestry refined

Fine details binding our hearts
Making history
Golden and delicious
Imperfect yet happily

Golden threads forever
Keeping the edges from fraying
Golden, always golden
You and I