The First Whisper

a place where the silence softens…

Welcome to the quiet you have carried for so long.
This is where the silence breaks…not with a scream,
but with the soft, deliberate tremble of truth.


These poems explore and express love, loss, abuse, memory, and the human experience. Every poem here is a whisper you weren’t allowed to speak…until now.

…and ends with your first whisper.

Whispers that break the silence…

Sparkling Emerald Eyes

your arms, like carved oak, protected me

I Exist

to be rescued from this icy place

Balloon

A red speck fades where hands fell short

When Roots Rot

deceit drained our desire to flower

When Blood Calls to the Moon

I strutted in the presence of Death

Blood Burning

queens snorted and screamed

Tormented Love

shame covered me with the filth you sowed

On This Day

the mob’s cheers and chants battered my ears

Whisper of the Moment

“We are the ghosts we were told to silence.”