Poem: Good Old Days Rondel

Thinking back on the good old days
Reminds me they weren’t all good
We never lived life like we should
And the days all just fade away

Poem: Reflections in the Window

There’s a great many things changing
As the weather grows colder
In the PNW it grows wetter
With great stretching grey days
That seem to reach towards forever

Poem: Reading the Blanks

On this blank page I see a mirror
That’s reflecting me and deeper still
It shines with all those wishes
That I wish would be

Poem: On Swings and Old Relationships

The swings creak on rusty chains
In the summer Virginia humidity
Kicking our legs between blue sky
Then green grass worn to dirt
We laugh talking about nothing
And everything all at once so often

Musing: May Retrospective

May Retrospective

Poem: Fire Escape

Outside fire escape
Offers escape to nowhere
Except to straight down

Poem: Reflection on the Escape

The further away she got
The smaller the world got
From stories above the city
She could see the whole city
Where it all seem manageable
Where all her fears are manageable
Back before she herself got big
Small stories that didn’t seem so big

Poem: Understanding from Within

When I try to see the world
I become like a blind man
Unable to see beyond self
Too big in its immenseness
Of diversity and divergence
To understand with one set of eyes

Musing: February Retrospective

February Retrospective

Poem: Boundaries

The golden fields of childhood
Lined with verdant forests
Providing a soft boundary
Ripe for exploration