June 30

and now July can come to me /
my soul no more disjoint, it’s free

release

does what it couldn’t

emergence

How long can that caterpillar stay in chrysalis before it dies and can never emerge?

a book of many pages

Oh, that’s sounding better – God’s deeds and not mine /
perhaps I am still off the hook /
but who fought the “physical” part – got in line? /
you’ve got to remember to read the whole book.

Wicked Truth?

Life’s more painless
/ For the brainless
/ Why think too hard
/ When it’s so soothing?

Jagged Bones

I need you to see some flesh on the jagged bones of the life themes I’ve expressed in my poetry.

roar

peace takes many forms

shine, sun

I need to be where sunlight shines / Its glow transforming – outside, in.

real

real friends “get it” – even when they don’t.

still life in motion

clearly the work of a child, not a master painter.

semi ; colon

today I find myself on pause; at least I have been found.

d-a-d

the shirt, gift from years gone by

Sonnet I – I chose to walk

The shoes, while fitting poorly, won me praise, but winning praise becomes a daily chore

Focus on the Family

not all dads function. kids grow up with so much need. when unmet, things break.

Et lux

lux perpetua luceat eis

changing aunt jemima

sometimes changes /
seem random /
and without purpose. /.
those are the hardest to make. Truly.

transformation

now, the enigma

breakwater

a secure shelter in time of storm

pushmi-pullyu

turns out we’re all just dumb animals and talking isn’t really that hard.

thinking thrice

the cliche question – men or mice?