Match 5, 2025 – remember

Remember

It’s all in your head

It was said

And it’s true

I would say

It’s all in my head

But

Everything

Is in my head

And we would find ourselves

Back at the beginning

But at least

It’s all in my head…

Well

You cannot cleanse

A poisoned well

By pouring in fresh water

Nor unsalt the earth

By covering it with soil

Healing comes in time

As green shoots sprout

From the scorched earth

After the wildfire passes

Words

I am words

Walking as flesh

Woven into being

Marveling at the world

One stanza at a time;

A voice that will echo

Beyond its limit

Uranium

The heaviest

Naturally occurring element

Is uranium

Or so it’s said

Though there’s a heavier one

That weighs on the human heart

The lightest

Naturally occurring element

Is hydrogen

Though there’s a lighter one

That buoys the human heart

Uranium and hydrogen

Bathe existence

But what springs from within

Makes it all worth while

And colours the spaces between

The you’s and the i’s

March 4, 2025 – lifetime

Let it last

A lifetime

Against all odds

Let it glow

Let it grow

Forever

Through light

Through dark

May it grasp the smallest handholds

Along the steepest slopes

Let it linger

Through sleepy warm summer’s eves

In silence or cacophony

May it be endless

Echoes

Are we not

Echoes of one another

Bouncing off ourselves

Through time

Magnifying our good

Magnifying out entirety

Linked

Inexplicably

March 3, 2025 – Sun Memory

Sky is blue

In a way that tells you

It is warm already

In the early part of the day

A waking up kind of day

Things are stirring beneath

Things are stirring within

And i remember days of biking

Skidding ’round sandy corners

Reading warm literature

Scout walking past the Radley house

In the heart of a deep south day

And i’m there with them on that street

Or laying in the grass at the dead end

As the sun stares at me in earnest

From high over my drowsy head

Wondering what i am thinking;

A good kind of day

never knew

i never learned
just what to do
with the sad
that would come my way
and so i turned it to rage
and i turned it to hate
but that never worked
except to hurt the world
and so i buried it away
deep inside my dark places
where it corroded its confines
and leaked into my goodness
until now it’s like a friend
you cannot say goodbye to
that dogs you like a shadow
and never shuts up
as if woven into the fabric of my existence

prick.

March 2, 2025 – be

Breathe

And be

Right where you are

Now

And remember

You are God

In this place

Match 1, 2025 – what if

A what if

A could have been

A maybe one day

Is as empty as a cloudless sky

Is as void as the space

Between the earth and the moon

There is only now

Everything else is nothing