Pray on the shadowy hillside of hardship and on the sunny hillside of happiness.
Creativity Journal
Metre
do not watch too closely
cogs in the wheel of time —
observe their passing as
the rhythm of a poem —
not clicks of the abacus
Midwinter’s day
Halfway in — this loveliness called Winter, so soon — and halfway out, already.
Let’s have six
just 1 dance
just 1 kiss
just 1 brush
against my lips
2 brown eyes
gazing into mine
2 strong arms
holding me tight
3 little words
whispered in my ear
a little 4 play
5 minutes or so
the rest of the calculation
I’m sure you know!
Cosmic pulse
The bones of music are the universal rhythms within
Dreamy
He woke me at midnight on February fourteen, to have the first
Acupuncturist
pulse tells our secrets —
seeking wellness with needles
healer points the way —
Begrudge
don’t disdain the youth their ideals
or their puppy love head-over-heels
eventually they will learn and settle
inevitable retrogress — lover & rebel
Assault
help please police help
everywhere i go
chocolate’s being a’salted!
But seriously. Knock it off. Leave some of it plain for those of us who prefer our chocolate without condiments!
Uplifting
when winter gets deep
into languishing hearts
poetry promises spring
Lost & fined
Library fines are my favorite charitable donation.
Fees fines fo fun
If you haven’t owed a library fine at least once in your life, you’re not
Man forbid
What’s in the raging flame
of banned books burning?
Knowledge, truth, learning;
courage, freedom, yearning.