Love Songs of the Sea [poetry]

Posted by on 3 Apr 2013 in Poetry | Comments Off on Love Songs of the Sea [poetry]

The sea calls out, beckons, tempts those on the shore to come to it. Indeed the land itself is not immune to the allure of the sea. When writing this poem I tried to use sensual language to evoke an emotional response. These are the love songs of the sea.

read more

Advice on Crossing Rivers [poetry]

Posted by on 25 Feb 2013 in Poetry | Comments Off on Advice on Crossing Rivers [poetry]

There are dangers all around us, small things waiting to trip us and slip us up. To me this poem is about not being distracted, about noticing the little things that can make a difference, and it’s a reminder that we can’t look too far ahead. Originally printed in “America,” a national Catholic weekly magazine, this is Advice on Crossing Rivers.

read more

Angel Oak [poetry]

Posted by on 21 Feb 2013 in Poetry | Comments Off on Angel Oak [poetry]

On John’s Island, SC, just outside of Charleston there grows one of the oldest trees in America. Estimated to be over 1400 years old, it has survived fire, hurricanes, drought, and so far, civilization. Inspired by the angels before the throne of God, this is the Angel Oak.

read more

Morris Island [poetry]

Posted by on 5 Feb 2013 in Poetry | Comments Off on Morris Island [poetry]

Just south of Charleston, SC there is an abandoned lighthouse where the island has eroded over time, leaving the lighthouse stranded out in the currents. It is both haunting and beautiful. It is the Morris Island lighthouse.

read more

Desire [poetry]

Posted by on 11 Jan 2013 in Poetry | Comments Off on Desire [poetry]

It’s a different sort of love poem that I hope keeps you engaged and moving from line to line amused and excited by the unexpected. This is Desire. Desire My one desire is to know you as I am known, to know the number of hairs on your head, to know the intricate pattern revealed in the whorls on the ends of your fingers, to see the flaming sun reflected in the iris of your eyes, to know the rhythm of your breathing in darkness, to grasp the length and depth, the measure of the scars in the palms of your hands, to feel the heat of your...

read more