'Summer Slipping'

Summer's mournful cry into the gray sky
lifts itself to be consoled within the pine tops
Adjoining, then falling, the white snow frames the river bed
Clinging to the banks as sweetly as a babe to it's mother;

The quiet, cold of winter's numbing is charged as the river rolls by
Textures of earth rest in the frosted season; the laurel hides ,weary with waiting ....
The river whispers, 'fear not' you will be kissed again.

~HTK 2009

"Torrents of Seasons"

Breathe in and a sky full of dreams will bend around you
Light will fall away and darkness will envelope the dream scape
Quietly gather there to meet the stillness; for it has much to lend to those who will listen; Anticipate the dawn and be breathless in each season
For the torrent downpours contained within them have cleansed
and won you back to drift in tenderness

~HTK 2000

"Guide"

Decaying away from the persistent persuasion of your past existence
a fractured heart desperately heals from the weight of broken promises;
A Holy night will descend upon you as you move towards grace
Forever are you stumbling down hallways of truth, passing over the wicked players of discord in your relentless pursuit of clarity
It is there you find beaten, broken hearts akin to what you have known and seen
The last memories mold together the yesterdays that turned on you
Clasping hands you'll charge the rocky grade and mend within the Holy night
resting your head on a pillow of hope

~HTK 1999

"Buried Chances"

Where in twilight did that fading chance go?
Buried in a stone vault of regret-
locked within, always leaning on the mind
with a choke hold on the heart.

~HTK 2008

"Lifeline"

Molded in melody- hoping for joy
poised for pain, borrowing time that detains reality
trading smiles then waiting for mercy in failed grasp


~HTK 2009

"Passing"

To see it as it was and to be as it is
Where is our holiness?
Clarity is attained by who's definition?


~HTK
2009

"Run Down Shady"

The shady chases the elusive dream like a path seeks moonlight
only to be told to go back-don't venture here-you must turn away
The frail silhouette clings to an arm only to brought down like a petal in the rain- She arises, and forms herself once more
Shady will cross--only for a while. Moonlight is handy when the timing is right
The haunted embrace will steal away the shadows shady chases.

~HTK Jan. 2009

"Soul Pressed"

The road home leads
to the soul pressed pages
of the book I have been given.
The familiar,yet,distance voices gathered 'round
I hear my name, they left in twilight,dawn and dusk
Yet return to walk the road of memory beside me.
They press upon my soul, the feeling not current but still attainable.
The heart walks the road of memory, eyes fixed on the route
and ears yearn to listen there

~HTK Jan.2009