It's our backyard
We're allowed
We allow ourselves
Such rights
As to keep a few toys strewn about
Such pleasures
Of the dancing of sun and shadows
Upon the nearly too-long grass
That feels so silky
So blessedly silky
Against our ankles and feet
And the breeze….
Tag Archives: Poetry
Fingerprints & Footsteps
I'll see you in all of the places
I suppose
In both the tough and simple spaces
I know
I expect every mile
And mountain
Each roadside diner
And map dot
Holds
The possibility and the not
Of you
The pedestal and the truth
Of you
Had I the insight
To the strength of your tarnish
Would I have walked life
Alone
I can't know
Would that you'd see me
In all of the places
I've touched, but I know
You'll choose the not
Shallow Depth
Scene; The wet silence
They cause to become ominous
When you wish a mere escape
Can we not look away
What more do we want
How much don't they think we can take
In This Often Early Morn’
You've what cools me
As the purr
Of a hungry cat
Trying not to ask
That kind
Of cool
How you warm me
As I watch
Morning's early dew
Set silent and still
While busy, flying things
Tend to my eyes
Gabled Walls
We are the In
Between
The Middle
Absorbing and reflecting back
All the inspiration they have inside
We are the Many
Around
The Gate
Herding and harnessing
All the good they long to give
They Touched
I heard him begin to breathe deep
Even breaths
Slipping away into sleep
Lulled
Garrison Keillor on the radio
If there’s ever a doubt
That the universe exists
As much in us as we in it
Watch and listen
To a child
And a storyteller
At the same time
Allergic
And it all went black
There in the moment I realized
Nobody makes promises anymore
No one has courage
Take vows from the ink
Make them come alive
And the heat lightning rap-rap-rap-rapping
‘gainst my glass window pane
Will not prompt me to doubt
It all went black
All The You
Summer’s plans
Perhaps never in the standings
But off the table now, I know
Go gently now
All the You
Muffled sounds of would-be cheers
All the vivid color
Seasoned, learned play-by-play analysis
All the heartbreak
Un
I became erased
Not with one bold stroke
So as to make the act noteworthy
Breaking News they could not avoidHarsh, insipid words or kindlessness
Carried excuses for roaming eyes
Earth made each trip ’round the sun
As I disappeared, you sat on your handsI toil now, with Epic hopes
Weaved with the smallest stands of gold
To ultimately decide
Do you deserve me
Clinical
Though you know your words won’t change the truth
You’ll utter them, won’t you
When bitter honesty, rained down with lightning’s splendor
Ought leave you speechless
Why the hope-filled hollow, a fathom deep and wide
Which dwarfs you -why the denial
When with empty hands and learned heart, you realize
Your faith was fated after all
