Songs for myself

Unrequited love is like performing the grandest aria for an empty opera house. Your voice carries the most beautiful melody, echoing against the high ceiling. When you finish, the lights go down, as does your spirit.

You hope that tomorrow, the seats will be filled. Your audience will listen, rapt, to the gorgeous emotion held in each note. They will appreciate the hours of practice, the passionate delivery and heart-felt dedication.

So much energy, so much beauty, so much emotion — lost, gone as soon as the song ends. No one is there to listen or remember.

I will no longer perform for the VIP who never appears. I have songs to sing for myself. I will sing for the sake of singing.

Photo courtesy of photographer Heather Hanson


Lost Hope

birds, wire

I know your language
I sense the hesitation
I brace for the pain

skewed perhaps, though I think not
the time will come soon

sixth sense alerted
and so I keep my guard up
watching and waiting

his interest wanes
interactions grow colder
and he drifts away

I am not a fool
I have seen it all before
I’m still not ready

Photo courtesy of photographer Heather Hanson



This simple talisman,
made of gold-colored metal and
its curving periphery shaped to
resemble the sun’s licking flames, had
lines delicately engraved to form the
familiar face of this day-star, worshipped instinctively
for the essence of protection it radiates.

Bringing to life
the symbolism latent within its physical form, it was
charged with energy from the fire element
by lighting candles of shining hues,
scattering rosemary and guiding the swirling incense that
carried the request for protection to the sky.

Derived from the solar father,
its power was a reflection of his warm shielding embrace
which imbued the surface of the talisman with the strength of
Saint Michael the Archangel
god of light and protection to ancient peoples,
guardian angel and
a leader of celestial armies,
standing triumphant above satan and his fallen angels,
images of darkness.

This simple talisman,
now manifest with its namesake’s power,
was given with the intent
to protect
that which is most beloved and most vulnerable.
Its physical presence not only meant to shield its receiver
from heavy sadnesses and troubles,
but to provide a tangible reminder of the giver,
whose love burnt too brightly to be near.