Deuscain

Sacrifice

Friendships made,
and friendships lost.
Prices paid,
and damn the cost.

Those I trusted most
left me betrayed,
threw me from their host.

The things I braved…
I will not boast.
My soul was saved,
and damn the cost.

Fingers entwining,
the lovers pillow-talk while
lying by the fire.

Clouds in the sky
dance before my eye,
ephemeral and free,
so touching to me
that I can’t help but cry.

Walk a thousand miles
wearing another man’s shoes
without leaving home.

I’m working on the finishing touches for my next book. But while I finish up, here’s a preview of the cover.

This book will be available by the end of the month – exact date TBA.

Oh man-made idol,
you’re a shallow replacement
for a living god.

David,
I remember
the way you were that night:
a bully, brute – nothing like a
father.

The seasons will change,
and we must ride the changes
like the moon and the tides.

Evening:
long shadows stretch,
and the sun’s final sparks
light the sky with crimson and gold
colors.

Purple flowers bloom
between cemetery stones
as life continues.