Sunday, April 30, 2017

Our compass pencil keeps

Our compass pencil keeps
Circling much further out
Our world is growing vast
The nautilus shell route

It's only been a week
In measurements of time
But the distance traveled
A Mount Everest climb

Saturday, April 22, 2017

I have taken darkness

I have taken darkness
Allowed it to reside
Among the colors that
Are refusing to hide

It hangs like a storm cloud
And covers like a cloak
I must run at light speed
So it cannot invoke

Sunday, April 16, 2017

The day was a freckle

The day was a freckle
We will wear it always
Our past is severed braids
The future, wide hallways

Abandoning your ship
Anchored in false waters
Sails billowed by the breath
Of my mother's daughters

What has been a long night

What has been a long night
Yet here we are at dusk
They say we have a choice
But sometimes there's a must

To make an about face
Make a one-eighty turn
To forge a new frontier
To open up and learn

Our ship now an anchor

Our ship now an anchor
It's no longer afloat
Our kite now tethered to
A tree limb like a boat

Our future without weight
A kite without a tail
No sense of gravity
Or motion in our sail

At the window of Spring

At the window of Spring
Trees flowers before leaves
Beckoning the birds to
Nest in their floral sleeves

Winter is a journey
To Spring where we unpack
Excited to arrive
No time for looking back


Without inspiration

Without inspiration
The sky is just a sky
Sunlit days, moonlit nights
And clouds just passing by

Not finding a loose thread
Or a wind in my sail
No intake, no breath take
A day to just exhale

We cannot allow these

We cannot allow these
Days like radiation
Continue to transform
Our strong consternation

Removing the roots has
Leveled the playing field
Lets appreciate the
Fruit without being peeled

Embracing happiness

Embracing happiness
Finding joy abundant
Clarity crystal clear
Statements not redundant

Apologizing when
Only the words are wrong
Not for how we translate
The meaning of the song