A painting without red

A painting without red

At the end of the hall

An intimate portrait

Every detail a sprawl

With two blue hands holding

A green ginkgo bouquet 

Ancient before yellow

Fossils in pending clay

Here behind the pylons

Here behind the pylons

Detours and caution tape

Under construction with

Pitfalls and rough landscape

Surveillance cameras

Private property signs

Walden Pond armory

Empathetic confines

Envelopes and letters

Envelopes and letters

Loose sheets of thoughts and blank

Given in the darkness

Written on the edge plank

Pressed flowers in these words

So travel is not lost

And do not fall in love

With clouds at any cost

Time pinched between fingers

Time pinched between fingers

A winter fog sleep walks

Trapped in a photograph

Of last season’s cornstalks 

All of the decades are

Compressed in decisions 

Children’s books to memoirs 

Missteps and precisions

The chosen path is not

The chosen path is not

Wide and now seems too short

The mother and father

And their late life abort

Knowing what I know now

The effort without fruit

The impossible love

No matter the pursuit

Rejecting recollect

Rejecting recollect

Not fearing present tense

Or fresh flashing forward

Not the hoarding of whence

Discovery default

Small buttons of wonders

Sharing of perspectives 

Humor at our blunders

Random harpsichord keys

Random harpsichord keys

The softness of the rain

Watercolor Rothko

Is washing the terrain

Daylight soon without sun

The traffic picking up

Driving through saucers and

Dodging the pothole cup

Letting go of the sun

Letting go of the sun

The moon shortly after

A day and then distance

No roof and no rafter

No matter of pacing

Be it bull or ursus 

The grave plot reflecting

Us scratching the surface

I am still here my friend

I am still here my friend 

We were more than just when

I listen to your dreams

With hope at each “and then”

Exchanging thoughts and heart

The discipline fitness

Compassion and courage 

Companionship witness

Captured in a mid flight

Captured in a mid flight 

Piloting without rank

Each bow on my kite tail

Untied until it sank 

Between recoveries

My boundaries were found

No pulling on my heart 

Strings and standing my ground

Caught in a winter storm

Caught in a winter storm

An innocent mistake

A naked tree and spruce

Stood on the circle lake

The time too tense to pause

Self cuddled and hurried

Picturing the pathway

When it only flurried

When they take our Lemon

When they take our Lemon

We will make lemonade 

When they are bad we will

Be Good and not afraid

And when they kill Pretti

And still show no pity

Get Border Control and

ICE out of our city

Shielding not shuttering

Shielding not shuttering

Standing ground without hide

Here are my positions

Should our two worlds collide 

Battles in the commons

And neighborhoods at war

Justice without jury

The bully is done for

Highlighted by twilight

Highlighted by twilight

Curbs of snow and ice stretch

From street block to street block

Sidewalk paths merely etch

Toledo railroad tracks

Like non-ending verses

Without a bend in sight

My journey diverses 

The night on my shoulders

The night on my shoulders

More and more sensing time

The changes in weather

The subtle and sublime

The clock in Grand Central

Beneath a starry dome

The constant reminder

We are already home

The religious bully

The religious bully

Caught up in their own lies

Magdalene was not stoned

Seven demons demise

How we love a story

Believe and not get burnt

Eternity is yours

If eternity weren’t 

Coming into my own

Coming into my own

The Queen of the Andes

Evolving and growing

Years, I understand these

Dream with me if you can

Finally standing tall

With no scent to attract 

Just to spire and not fall

A day without surprise

A day without surprise

Just another sunrise

No sharpening of wise

A day I must refuse

 

Discoveries ahead

The morning light is spread

Enlightenment spearhead

With living as the muse

Anticipating the

Anticipating the

Goodbye after hello

Before the afternoon

And the moonlit halo

Love encompasses both

Happiness and sadness 

Us sharing space then not

From Holi to blackness

Progress still being made

Progress still being made

Plateaus bring preparedness

And greater clarity 

A stoic declaredness

Frog on a lily pad

The earthworm in the rain

The here to horizon

The elevated plane

Benevolence wilting

Benevolence wilting

The act of drying tears

Beyond the emojis 

Eliminating fears

Creating boogeymen

The wanton and unwant 

And good citizens are

Deemed terrorists to taunt

Disruption in the plan

Disruption in the plan

With steps out of sequence 

Goals eclipsing the wants

Expressed in great frequence

Rarely seeing and yet

Sensing the becoming

Hear the latch on the gate

Threshold steps incoming