The Closest of Kin

September, 2016.

Written in part for my wife’s Aunt Janice, please check out my poem…The Closest of Kin.

“Death and life are in the power of the tongue…”
–Proverbs 18:21


Arrives, adorning
Our door in the mourning time
Like closest of kin
Weathered by tears of weary
Blues, until the seraphim


This is my story, this is my song
Echoed — to & through me — so
Unapologetically who I am, as I
Speak in spirits, breathing verses

Bleeding streams of consciousness
Becoming what I say when I say it…

Always remembering the details
From within the poetry of its arms
Tapping into the tapestry of time

Verbatim, sound

For word for line–as though all
The endeavors of forever were
There, anthologized in the ebb

& flow of our bodies & souls

Till death
do them
Part. {fin
…begin again.}


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