(2013)
a poem written after a difficult day.
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,
Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched
Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as