Drowning

You were taken away to soon
Things are not the same without
You, and never again will they be.
I wasn’t ready to say goodby,
I have had to find other ways
to grieve.
Missing you comes in waves that crash
when not expected. Your number is still in
my phone where it will remain.
I know your in a better place, our faith has told
me so.
I will be with you again someday
but tonight I’m Drowning.

Softness of mornings

Oh softness of mornings, how
shall l break this snail and the flowers?
How shall I go on with my introspective
and ambitious life?

No one answers

It’s frightening to look to the future
and it’s sad to took at the past
How do you grieve for someone
who is still with you.
Scared and alone with my thoughts
my heart breaks, anger fills me,
and I sit in silence, I hear no answers.
The good days are such a blessing,
The bad days are hell.
I can only say yet another one
of my many prayers, there will
be silence, but I know it will be heard.

There’s life out there

                                                 Photography, The Desert Way

Moon rise from the east
onto a dim desert
night lunar perfection

Past Or Future

If you knew the future, and the past,
would you change your path, or
assume that your destiny was immutable
and inevitable?
Can we alter the course of the future,
or the past, or only adapt to it?
Or should both be respected and untouched?

                             



          Alone


When I am alone I
become invisible

I can sit on the top of
a dune as motionless
as an uprise  of weeds
until the foxes run by
unconcerned

I can hear the almost
unhearable sound
of the roses singing

Into the forest I shall go
to lose my mind and find
my soul

The Gift,,,,,,,,,One of my favorite writers!