R.I.P Whitney Houston August 9, 1963 – February 11, 2012

A great loss. Rest gently Whitney.


Stars shiver
on the edge of elimination,

these nightwater histories
of ivory and architecture.

Cold bell, cold loops
of the counted blessings.

The ward's flowerbruised brightness,
the slow blossoms

of hurt.



Run To You



I Have Nothing



Where do broken hearts go



Didn't We Almost Have It All



And my favourite

Greatest Love Of All