Rainy Days
I am for you
and you for me
and together
we wander
from glacier stream
to forest glen
from mossy grove
to soft, soft sand
as water washes
between our toes
and bits of shell
tumble to and fro
while fingers catch
and lace with another
as we walk along
we belong together
The Battle
Little bursts
of positivity
shine like starlight
in the darkness
creating
a roadmap
to follow
one foot
in front of the other
as the struggle
to stay out
of the pit
lingers
and I fight my way
toward the light
October Goodness
The spooky season
has come
and with it
a little fun
with round one
of decorations
galore
hung outside
the door
and lots of sweets
on every counter
and filling
every bowl
a season of temptation
and gluttony
and more.
The Road Home
Where should we go
he asked with a grin
Tahiti or Timbuktu?
Whistler or Munich?
And with all
the choices
and potential
to see
all I could say
when he looked
at me
with curious eyes
and a crooked smile
is
“Lets go home.”
The Stray Viola
Little sparks
of color
hidden in the grass
sweet little faces
looking up
to say hello
how could
anyone
consider them
a weed
and say ‘no’
to a few
colorful visitors
hidden in the grass
to brighten up
one’s day
delicate and sweet
as they look up to say ‘hey!’
My Love
Darkness creeps in
to say hello
and try to crush
my heart
in its fist
as self destruction
takes the wheel
to steer for a day
and when
the smoke clears
he is there
with open arms
to patch wounds
and help in
piecing everything
back together again
Twisting the Leaf 