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

Once Upon a We

Never mind the what-you-thoughts
Heralding your head’s blessed energies

Let dance to freedom on blackbird wing
Every “Why?” upon your lips

Will you listen with unmeasured courage
And stay, as cello notes, when doubt encircles you?

Brave the Sun

Were you here
If you dared

To be beside
Me

As We
Careened too fast

Straightaway
Down some side street

I have traveled
Many times

And you’ve not

Would you
Summon courage

Brave the Sun
Look at me

And find yourself

Glad to notice
Remnants of
My morning coffee

Lingering, glistening
Upon upturned corners

Of my lips?

Less

It would take ten thousand tyrants, a village of villains and one hell of a heartless hedonist

To tread where you trod

To do what you did

To throw away this

Spring Green

There was in that dark house
A dark corner
Barricaded by a bookcase
Shelves of borrowed, unused wisdom
Visitors might only glimpse

One trying afternoon
Two deja vu’s too many
A final conversation
A one-sided determination
A voice overdue journeyed forth

And She Said
Let there be light
For She Knew
There should be light
There can be color

There in the aftermath
A dark mess
Cobwebs and chipped paint
A different bookcase revealed
She scrubbed and painted Green

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Jack


Should the sunrise be at your back
Today, or for a spell
Won't you carry on?

Let those on the shoreline
Seeing their truth for the first time
Have their realizations

Know
If you're facing darkest unknowns
Light can only follow you

Map Dot

I live
On a little vintage street 
In a little sunny home
With a little strapping kid
Where the biggest courage looms 
For the biggest of ideals
At the biggest point in time
I live