Sing me to sleep Jon Hillenbrand, October 28, 2011May 10, 2013 I have a song in my heart that I like to listen to. Maybe sometime I’ll whisper it to you from my lips to your lips and that song will sit in your heart as well. Poetry
Poetry Do We Allow Our Existence? January 11, 2010December 30, 2015 Or are we merely the beneficiaries and victims of Existence, depending on the flap of the butterfly’s wings? Things happen. Shit happens. Life happens. Ups and downs and gutters and strikes. Why do things happen? Who knows why the vibrations among the atoms of the universe gang up on us or… Read More
Poetry If you forget me June 26, 2010December 30, 2015 I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to… Read More
Poetry Rosary of thought unread aloud October 6, 2010May 10, 2013 It’s a rosary of thought, it’s over and over, and it runs through my head from bead to bead. It doesn’t matter. Like a fight with myself. You know, eventually, I’m going to win. So I wait for the victory. I close my eyes and wait for the victory to… Read More