At Heart

As a child, earnest
As a late-day water lily bloom
As a hopeless romantic

Thrive despite the shallow
Give the coolest shelter
Live to love and fight

To be free from such rules
To grow in the coming dark
To rise from it all each day

Still Be

Stepped outside
It’s still enough
Breezeless
To allow me
My fragility

Impatiens still patient
Street lights still willing
At this hour
This darker season
Giving to me

Courage
Calm in my craze
Righted in this firmament
Glad for Sun and for Moon
Still

Clear

Sugar, speak

Speak aloud to the ghosts
On this journey, with you from an infant thing

You know they know you
They’ll believe you

Have no fear
For it’s rest you’ll find
There
In them

And laughter, then silence
Finally

Look for me
Here
Speak

Bring us back to life

Staid

Absolutely as a mountain

Vast, ancient, complex

Unexplored by my eyes

Why?

Climb, I, your climate zones

Your staid steadies my feet

How am I to take nothing

This all you wish to give

Inhale a meditative Love

Exhale acceptance, heart

Come away untouched

Forbid!

Name This Poem

When you suppose your eyes

Close them whenever, what do you see

Me

I see flowers that belong to you, although I have no proof

But it is your stare

From my best recollected memory

Through this whirlwind storm God permits

And this calm

From which I build my case

Solved

With tricky, new eyes
I’ll look back on these puzzling days
Whole again
Brazen somehow
Humbled, too, I hope
By how the pieces I thought held
Instead held the scattered jigsaw of me
With equanimity