God bless the children.
God bless us all.
Will we take the blessing
Or curse what we deserve?
A familiar place.
But the time was not before.
Summer heat threatens.
Up early.
Before the world needs me.
Before the world wants me.
Gibbous moon
setting in the night.
Shift change.
Another question:
Last year that tree was beautiful.
This year, will it bloom?
dogwood dogwood tree
one day you will be
naught but rotten wood
lying where you stood
Today just began.
All it’s surprises unfound.
I hope one is you.
i’m never ready
when my life
and your life
meet
i practice each spring
not old but not young
this gig won’t last forever
how many more springs?
Sometimes
I think about line
breaks. You really mean them or
Y’all just messing with
me?
the day of my birth
again, i don’t deserve it
flowers bloom just cause
american robin
black-capped chickadee, i think
sing and fly and love
we all must labor
in one form or another.
find the torture
that comforts you.
What to do today?
For each choice, a flower bud.
I would like to love.
jesus has given
something, someone once told me
i think it’s springtime
i will become myself.
though i have been another,
i will be my proverb.
everyday i wake
i will write new words for you
perhaps spring will come