18th of May

Today is one of mist

To be felt if only just barely

To be seen if only just slight

It’s there to fill you

Surround you

And ask only for you to step into it

Whether in tip-toeing trepidation

Or full-footed flamboyance

Reach into it.

As the minutes slide by

This day moves as yours.

I’ve been around for nearly 6784, if my calculations are right

and I’m hoping for at

Least that many more

Paring it down to that fraction instead of

Full years puts such a weight and

Perspective become where this,

Right here,

Matters.

So in this mist let the faeries out

Let the kindergarteners run from their classrooms

Lets the princesses come down from their towers

Let the soldiers drop guns from their knowing hands

And let your dreams find words.

In dimly lit living rooms,

Sharing midnight secrets and

Fears that are all really the same,

Cut open your chest

Reach in, with all your blood and guts getting in the way

Push past all ache

Find your heart and
With its beating beating

Pull it out and set it here for me to see

Because no matter how much you

Want anonymity and hidden corners

I’ve never been so determined to find someone.

Come out in this day

With chimes singing to us in the wind

And choirs of birds like children singing to Jesus in perfect dress clothes

Take flight with them

In the ground that moves ever so slowly

Lay and be rocked from this reality

For the green is so becoming. 

Dear, Adieu

I said goodnight to you and

It was a goodnight that meant goodbye.

Not a goodbye til tomorrow or

A goodbye til forever, but

A goodbye to the most mournful degree.

An undeterminable, indefinite goodbye.

And sir, I must let you know

How fond I am of you,

Of how this absence for this unknown time

Will not make you unknown to me.

From the moment we first spoke

I was smitten

And we hand a good run of it,

Exploring uncharted waters

Wading quite deep.

But now you’ve set sail for another journey.

I’m alright with your departure, but

Broken in this farewell.

Dear, adieu.

Adventure well. 

drips

Each piece fell precisely

Little by little

All bits descending

In the dance of these drops

Because when anything on

This planet drops,

Gravity pulls it all straight

Down

Even if it comes from the sky.

We didn’t know what it

Held until

These tidbits of

The clear vast emptiness

We’d love to explore but
Aren’t sure how to reach

Finally fell

These days it helps us in that way.

When it’s gray and everything

Is caught in the moist

The sky comes down to meet us

And wrap up

Soak and drench us

In its freedom.

Enabling us to more than we realize and

Giving itself for our existence

As we smoke these joys and

Sip this sorrow

It comes down to sit next to us

To embrace us

Tousle us like the

Thunder breaking through the clouds

All the while liberating.