For Brennan
(2014)
Dedicated to my son
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light
Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
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,
In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.