Stories

A refuge can be a place, or a person. Sometimes, it's both. Just like scars. We can carry them on the outside, or on the inside. Sometimes, it's both. Wiley Burch is a cowboy on the run. He never bargained for being someone's target, but it appears his luck has run out... or has it?

Our observations are made from many different perspectives. Sometime we are looking forward, sometimes we are looking back, and sometimes we are standing still. Life can be filled with many loves, and loss can take many forms. So can loyalty.

After years of self-deception, Dan had finally seen the proverbial light, thanks to some caring friends. Scott was a game-player, brazenly wreaking havoc with Dan's heart, and he had let him. Christmas be damned, it was time to reclaim his dignity, and accept that he deserved better... much better.

Woodrow is on a solitary mission to overcome the effects of a terrible trauma, in a spot that is special for all the wrong reasons. Will it turn out the way he planned? Will he find his peace?

We met Maurice and David in The Watcher. This story stands alone, but it might be more enjoyable if you read The Watcher first. These are two men of a seasoned vintage, and both, separately, have suffered great loss. This is a quick peek into their lives a month after a fateful meeting in the park.

Caleb's sanctuary is unexpectedly invaded, at a time he is feeling vulnerable, and it leaves him with no choice but to deal with some unfinished business.

It's two days before Christmas, and things aren't going to plan. Rory has been boxed in to a trying situation, and the vicious weather only makes it worse. Can he survive both the storm and the homophobic Clint?

Colin is certain of his faith above all else, but when he finds it questioned, he is forced to make a decision that costs him dearly. Losing Daniel, a young man raised on the streets, has him reevaluating his relationship with his church, and with himself.

Life is fascinating. It is both joyful and painful and everything in between, but there are lessons to be learned, and yes, treasures to be found. If we ever think we are in control, we are mistaken, but that is the beauty of our journeys. I hope you find something in these poems to give you pause, to make you think, or to make you feel.

How much power is there in love? When we cross that final line into darkness, does the bond of love come with us?