Chill

A Great Lakes second winter comes with a chill

as leaves skip and fly across hop scotched grass

with the whistle of ones waving from the tree top

swinging between sun and shade

in want of spring’s rebirth

so full and drunk with salvation

Unseen

Life moves beyond the time of a single life

no longer seen or known or heard

aware no one is aware

the hundreds of heart beats pound in fear

so small

so alone

to catch your eye if you dare

Epiphany

Words divide the sides,

felt and heard without soul or face.

Life though breathes

embodied now

Epiphany

traveled in foreign lands

beyond lines and limits

under stars out of reach

while love divine walks close.

Time

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Lived as if traveled

from place to another space.

Felt as if stricken or lost in a fading dream

Forgotten always in bliss and love-

slower and slower in gasps of hope.

A whirl and window

until a story becomes in time,

beauty at last.

nights

_MG_0321I don’t know in the night

about corner edges and how they hurt

about who is in charge of my broken heart

breath so loud with fear

and yet no voice

tears fall fast and never seen

the space divorced from eastern light

I don’t know in the night

about me, about hope