Saturday, May 25, 2024

a single comma
like a tear in a poem
love,

ping pong
life goes on

to me to you
I dream and I rue
that love eludes me
though I wander through fields
with friends who are my found family
I always wanted my own family,
a wife
children

ping pong
life goes on

Saturday, May 11, 2024

Saturday morning
time to meditate and drift
far away from work

Saturday, April 20, 2024

that day
that day
when psychosis had a grip
more than half a lifetime ago
let it slide away
let it sink beneath the light of dawn
back into the sleeping depths
the pain
the pain
let it wash away
right here
right now
the water is gold and silver
and the library is full of wonder
the plants are green
the Spring
the Spring
life resplendent
the water is gold and silver
and the library is full of wonder

Sunday, April 14, 2024

impermanence
the dew of life
it dazzles so brightly
so briefly so painfully
nevertheless
the beauty of light and water

the window open,
blue sky, early morning light,
peace like chocolate

Sunday, February 25, 2024

I don't feel found
and I don't feel lost
I am wandering my own path
paved with poems and memories,
step by step, I am building better habits