First Day

First Day

 

sun on the water

brown with sand

churned up from some distant storm

these lakes

this lake

is vast and long

joined to the eastern sea

through trails of shining water

she rests on layers

and layers of sand

stones

rocks

carried from the north

in chunks of ice

over time as vast

and long

as the distance

to walk and paddle

to the eastern sea

 

 

 

 

 

Together Alone Now

Together Alone Now

we sit alone
or together
maybe unknown
side-by-side

we laugh and we cry
we wonder
we worry

someone familiar passes by
takes us from
our solitary shadows
to the fresh moment

a smile appears from within
as the steam rises
from the coffee
warming our weary hands
and heart

Moments

Moments

there are moments

space

stillness

joy

 

there are moments

clutter

noise

rage

 

there are moments

chaos

entanglement

fear

 

there are moments

full

present

peace

Breath of Air

Breath of Air

walking outside

in search of fresh air

healthy exercise

along the street

by all of the houses

birds sing

squirrels stand munching on acorns

 

a lungful of chemicals hangs in the air

fertilizer, pest control, herbicides

one tiny sign

“stay off the grass”

 

what about the dogs

the cats and birds

kids

those worms that live under there

are we still to believe

that something with a smell so pungent

is fine to breathe

is fine to water down into our wells

is fine for our children and pets to crawl upon

but then

kids don’t play outside anymore

 

we are told to stay inside

out of the sun

away from those mosquitoes and ticks

off of the dirt

soiling our clothes

and making us clean our floors

more than we want to

 

a breath of fresh air

sun on my skin

soil between my toes

on my hands

drinking water from a hose

lying upon the lawn

a breath of fresh air

Endings

Endings

Oh, Great Aunt Mae –

 

Private spaces

Christmas towels on the rail

Plastic poinsettias

Cards sent to you with love

 

I feel like an Angel

Or a Spirit

Gazing on your last days of life

Cut short

I don’t know why…

Life was just carrying on

At 96

 

I’m sorry to pry

As we settle your affairs

Unexpectedly

 

Hopefully, I hope

You have settled

Finally

With your long lost love

Wherever

There.