It’s Never Too Late

Moments are hopeful, wishful. Time is a demon, independent-minded. Not doddering, but cagey. Memory blinded. Inventing reassuring stories. Lost in our own shadow. Gray, ghostly sunsets. Missing flavors of the rainbow. Keeping ourselves at arm’s length. Leaning on a crutch of a dream. Safely for any tomorrow. Circling on the Gulf Stream. What is gone, … More It’s Never Too Late

BeforePlay

Imagine a rainbow without rain Seductive moonlight in daytime A miracle predates a prayer The hour arrives with an unexpected chime — Memories exist preceding hello Enjoying clues to this mystery Still warm from those fingerprints Living familiar history — Feeling a tickle in my soul Could I have dreamed you? Keepsakes before we ever … More BeforePlay

The Fog of Memory

Morning burns away the fog of yesterday Through these eyes I see almost clearly Each year compounds what’s valued I cherish those moments dearly — Once in a dream, I found you My beating heart is heavily scarred Tread lightly on this used soul Reminding myself to love hard — Absence crystalizes those snapshots Tightly … More The Fog of Memory

The Wheel

Round and round, floating off the ground Why must we run, with each morning sun Huffing like a gadfly, trying to leap high No matter how we feel, up on the wheel Life in a slump, grounded by a speed bump Every day the same, tie score in the game This plight is real, the … More The Wheel

Summer Sunset

The color is diffuse, so is my mood June held promise, golden at dusk Savored every bite, like picnic food Worked the muscles, giving off musk The day melts away, sprinklers hissing Morning breeze, before searing heat On my face, the sun’s constant kissing Glistening pool, a refreshing retreat Evening sounds, bares the children in … More Summer Sunset

The Introspective Soul

Take a moment, how do you rate? Not bulletproof just compassionate Battered, but far from needing a transplant A safe house, always a willing confidante Weighty enough to tether you to reality Stepping forward to seize your responsibility Humble mastery of your malfunctions Correcting damage from your compunctions Resisting the pull of immature behavior Stand … More The Introspective Soul

Falling Up

Word balloons drift from my lips Thoughts scrambled like secret code Restraining this odd feeling Emotions desperate to explode Instead of toppling to the ground I am lifted by loving hands Relearning to reveal myself Vulnerable to life’s new plans Miles of hard road lay behind This face not recognizable in the mirror A journey … More Falling Up