Forty Wide-open eyes fret the ungrateful darkness Searching for hope; headlights discover nothing In the rearview mirror, driving empty miles Treadbare tired down never-ended roads Racing to finish the circle unsure where it began, Faster than his fullness, on deflating expectations Crack a window! Smell the promise! Taste light!Eat the memory of a missing burden you lost along the way. Read More

Chips Off the Block A song is a peeled-off band-aid That turned to butterfly; A poem is a scar From a thought that went too deep. Sometimes we have to live the songs We only ever wanted to sing; And we give best our loss Of what we had wanted always to keep. 11/21/21

Fall Must Ah the darkening, dimning day That makes us sorry for all the sunlight we never saw; Softly may it close the eyes of summer Gently may it rest the head of spring Warmly may we dream, and remember Embraced beyond the coldest winter’s sting 10/21/21

Hope for Autumn Such a rush,                         swirling up,             Leaves upon a                                     wonderful wind Smelling of             myrrh and aloe Leaping from                         brightly dying Hosanna trees franticly waving             at the                                     Bashful sun 6/10/20