Wednesday, December 11, 2024

Ruby took a chance
and danced with Lance,
in time they married,
in time they became my grandparents.
They remain with me.

Saturday, December 7, 2024

back on planet Earth
gravity gravity
the words of a friend
and I was swimming,
full and floating.
My darkness, my darkness
an eggshell, brittle
broken healing man.
Sometimes a song
sometimes an emotion
Stop and hold the feeling tenderly
let it go
and cry if you must
pitter-patter
the dancing of ants
listen to the drumming of rain
listen and hold the moment
listen to the storm
and hold the moment
this is the weather