Atəş Eyes

Your fire brown eyes

Marauded me

Across desert lands of feelings

And I was soaked

In richest red

As earthy as was Adam

And opened was my soul


To the sweetest smiling spirit

That fire

Burns the soil

Of your dynamite gaze

And yet somehow

Is contained

It’s like

I finally know

What Zoroaster saw

In the



A Song For Ashton Blake

I did not know

What it was like

To run with him

Among the marigolds


The brooding lake

In backyard’s paradise

Or comfort of the blanket-fort

When stormy winds arose


But one thing I do know

Is love cannot be bound

By age or station


It crosses the horizon

Of time

And life’s short passing


The thin veil we call death

Is just made thinner yet

By sweetened memories

Of youthful escapades

A movie in the night

A church bell and the choir


A brother’s warm embrace.


Hold him now,

Never letting go

Of what you always have




Each other.