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Fingertips

Sharp angles close inon quiet harbor.Lanterns swayin night grown darker. You stand alonewith hand outstretched,Your fingers beckon,My love to catch, My dream unfoldsin pistil power,The smell of youfrom mourning flower. I reach for youon empty sheets,My heart lays cold,Your lack complete. The sunshine shoutsfor me to rise,But rolling thunderstorms my eyes. To sleep the dream,ToContinue reading “Fingertips”

The 9/12 Stairwell

A light shines upon me,Though all seems clearly lost,Hands lift from ‘neath my arms,Concrete and steel are tossed. My mask gently removed,Tender hands wipe my cheeks,Another holds me close,A nimbus of care oblique. My heart beats once more,Of my soul, not of my chest,Forgiving love surrounds me,Cool winds of sweetness. I feel His royal presence,FromContinue reading “The 9/12 Stairwell”

The 9/11 Stairwell

My words become a chant,“Follow in single line,We’ll all get out together,One step at a time.” Choking smoke thickens,The walls close in,A darkness squeezes the light,No sun to shine again. We stop to the rumbling,From above comes falling clutter,Sounds reach ever closer,Our stairs groan a shudder. One falls, then another,As I yell to go faster,IContinue reading “The 9/11 Stairwell”

Wet Dog

He walked alone in the rain,A cold, pouring rain,No strength to shake or shiver,Streets flow an icy river. Near frozen pads below,On painful legs that slow,A heart once burst with hope,Near lost the will to cope. Then, a soft embrace,A voice of saving grace,Arms in loving lift,New hope the giving gift.

Walking Girl

My tapping brings attention,To someone close behind,A soulful love she senses,A memory in her mind. It’s me my dear a-watching,A kiss I send to you,A caress from my spirit,Like fairies and angels do. My presence to be unknown,A face she cannot see,A mist of feeling follows her,Unbound, forever free. Like a spinning neon dime,A signContinue reading “Walking Girl”

The Final Winter

I’ve come upon empty benches,A scattering of voices and dreams,Once filled with people in love,Now empty; burned black,Sitting sorely in pools of sooty water. Winter’s ice burned the benches,Scorching the plantings’ blooms,Each struggling for a spurt of growth,Colorful roses of red and yellow,Begging for a sliver of sun. I pray for one more day,A green-stemmedContinue reading “The Final Winter”

Imagine That

Midnight blue,It shadows you,Like shade near the horizon.Deep as black,Then broken back,To see the sun brighten. What shall I do,But walk with you,To join in spiritual journey,We walk the sky,Explore the why,Eternal life learning.

Sing Little Wing

I see you hopping, fluttering,Stuttering around your cage,Anxious to stretch your wings,Tell your story. I have been in that cage,Thinking I was of the age,That everyone neededto hear my story. Your morning’s just begun,No months ago there was no sun,I would urge you patience,You’ve time to share your story.

Loyal Hearts

I yearn to live an honest life,One to make you proud,One my children will look upon,To choose among the crowd. From you I have no secrets,Though at times I try to hide,The half of me not newly born,Where spirit and body collide, Thank you for not forsaking,The caliginous nature in me,Tonight, I’ll watch you flingContinue reading “Loyal Hearts”

My Son

Soaring high in the sky,Flying fast, flying fearlessly,Your iridescent feathers,Gliding gracefully. Ride the winds, my son,A free bird witheyes of eternal light,Circling; circling over me. Caw across the valleyWhistle into my dream,Nestle your nest of the firmamentand pray watch over me.