(2014)
After hearing a favorite song and remembering a difficult time, a poem came out
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,