Thursday, July 16, 2020
You Live In Memory Now
Which star are you orbiting now?
I look up at the Pleiades, trying to find you there;
Wishing I could talk to you today,
Hear your laugh, or feel your small hand
Holding mine with such surprising strength
That I believe you could still climb tall trees to save your son
Or dive into bright blue water to rescue your daughter...
You taught me to be strong
(My moral compass comes from you)
But now my strength is failing, fading...
I reach out for you, bereaved and bereft -
My eyes full of brine and regret -
Searching for those small, strong hands
To keep me afloat in these dark waters...
You live in memory now,
As I dutifully dog-paddle through my life -
No more birthday cards to make
Or Mothers' Day flowers to send -
And it's impossible to forgive myself for my failures,
But I get some small comfort from my memories,
Like all orphans who search the sky for departed souls...
Sunday, May 3, 2020
Saving Ladybugs
Today I'm saving ladybugs
They're on my window screens
I'm rescuing a wasp as well
I want to set them free
They feel the sun, they see the sky
They sense the trees, the grass
I know they cannot free themselves
They cannot go through glass
I let them fall into my hands
Or catch them in a cup
They spread their wings and fly away
I wish them all good luck
Today I'm saving ladybugs
It's not that hard to do
Tomorrow maybe I'll be saved
Who knows? Or maybe you
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
No News Is Good News
Monument at Gettysburg National Park |
So much time has passed...
The Writing Muse is quiet,
Or maybe just asleep
Thinking isn't writing
Planning isn't doing
And wishing isn't having
We make our own destiny
And the road to Hell is almost always
Paved with good intentions
But Hell is here
The sick and dying are here
The survivors are still here
And we will rise
Tarnished by our copper tears
But we will rise
Better, perhaps, than before
A little worse for wear
And ready to rise again
Rise with humility
Rise with compassion
Rise with gratitude
That is my hope
And if I prayed
That would be my prayer
That we would see and be our best selves
Even in the darkness
And also in the light
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