Mary 

That cocoon
It seems small
But with promise it shines
Since you seek, you’ll find room for your wings

Each blue moon
Back you’ll crawl
It means nothing at all
Take a time, ponder up all these things

Uneven

Everything. The shiny,
The hot, the wishing for warmth
And that pilot’s still circling

Not caring for landing field light 
Or the heat of home afterall 
But circling 

Higher and away
As if captaining a star flight
Upon which I can only draft 

givers

 I was lost
When I looked up
I uttered something I don’t remember
I know I said that before
But I’d forgotten 
They were there
Reaching out
All along 
And they will be
Showing me 
Shine

Art Credit: “Snowy Day” by Tiger R., age 7

Hang On And Shine

Sugar was talking
Then I awoke
Long since removed from my coffee
It speaks to me now while I sleep
As I played in my dream
Running my fingers through its grit
In a commanding twang
It told me 
Hang on and shine 
Sugar I’ll never let go