On a Cold Day in January

On a cold day in January
I watch
As snowflakes fall to the frozen ground
Softly
Retaining their form
To form a thin membrane across the surface of the Earth
Even in distribution
A reflection
In so many ways
Of the very symmetry each individual shape carries in it’s fragile form

In time
The air will grow warmer
And the frigid strands
Which stretch across the nearly unobservable spaces betwen
Will slowly melt
As their contents pool and join
To sink beneath
And travel ever onwards

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You Are Always Near

My darling though there have been times
When your body is not here
I know I’m never quite alone
For you are always near

I hear you in the blowing wind
Which dances with the trees
I see your smile in the sun
Which filters through the leaves

When rain or snow fall from the sky
I fear not for the weather
I am kept warm by the memories
Of times we’ve spent together

So though there may surely be days
Where we are kept apart
I know you’ll always be with me
In my head and in my heart

Black Dog

Black dog wakes up in the morning
and looks outside
so he can see the sky;
He likes to watch the sun rise.

But then it’s back to sleep,
Gone, but for a moment,
Lost in dreams until the master cries:
“Oh, black dog… rise.”

Yearning,
Dreaming of another;
Life it seems
Is always passing us by,
As we just wonder why,
And lord how we try…
Not just
To make it out, alive…
But to live a life
Of substance,
To not break down
And fall apart and just die.

Black dog wakes up in the morning
and looks outside
so he can see the sky;
He likes to watch the sun rise.

But then it’s back to sleep,
Gone, but for a moment,
Lost in dreams until the master cries:
“Oh, black dog… rise.”
“Oh, black dog, rise…”

Let us seek to find
Every color of the sky
Back outside;
Outside,
Black dog…
Rise!

First thing, yeah first thing in the morning
the black dog wakes
and he opens his eyes;
He likes to watch the sunrise.

But then it’s back to sleep,
Gone, but for a moment,
Lost in dreams until the master cries:
“Oh, black dog… rise!”

What It Is to Rise and Fall

It is said
We are born of the soil
No more than dust made flesh
Destined as such to return someday
Scattered as it were
To every corner of the turning Earth

If this is so
I should hope we may one day know
What it is to rise and fall
To move with the seasons
To be blown about
Without care for where we land
Content in knowing
That we are more than the total of our digits and limbs
More than the flesh which stretches across muscle and bone

For is it not so
That every grain of sand which is tossed about
In the seas and in the inland rivers
Has seen more than we could ever truly know
Has been more than we would care to admit
Precious in that no number can contain
No words can put to meaning
The vast and awesome power of this fragile balance
Wherein we lie
Somewhere between
What we call life
And that which calls it to be so

A Bolt Across Azure Skies

Sometimes it comes
Without notice
Without warning
With a flash
A bolt across
Azure skies
Arcing
From the great expanse
To the great below

At times
There is devastation left in its wake
Blackened trees
And split earth
The smell of burnt air
Long after the sudden storm

And sometimes still
It leaves no trace
Save for the deafening clap
A resounding crash
Which falls upon the empty plains

I Am, Then I Am Not

I am seated
At the head of the table
In an establishment which exceeds the standard fare my family is accustomed to

I am seated

I am dressed
In a fine blue suit with my favorite tie
Surrounded by my family and directly opposite my sister’s partner of whose character I am uncertain

I am seated
I am dressed

I am sipping
Sipping periodically
From a drink which is made to taste as if it contains what it does not

I am seated
I am dressed
I am sipping

I am listening
To my grandmother
As she recalls memories from when her and my grandfather first wed

I am seated
I am dressed
I am sipping
I am listening

I am remembering
Of a will which is not my own
Similar stories which I once told with passion and zeal

I am seated
I am dressed
I am sipping
I am listening
I am remembering

I am trying
With a grieving heart
To forget how once I imagined myself telling such stories in such settings many years from now

I am seated
I am dressed
I am sipping
I am listening
I am remembering
I am trying

I am lost
To the void of unrelenting time
My visage inhabited by a figure I do not recognize even in the cleanest of reflective surfaces

I am seated
I am dressed
I am sipping
I am listening
I am remembering
I am trying
I am lost

I am
Then I am not
As I l dissolve into the lights and the sounds and my mind goes blank

I am
Then I am not
At once
In balance in between
Waiting
To see which way I fall

With a Breath

Smoke curls gently from the end of a lit cigarette
Hanging in the air
The light filtering slowly through
As the clouds drift aimlessly in the open air
Before falling softly to the floor below

For a moment
I am lost
My mind captured in the swirling smoke
Twisting and floating
Moving aimlessly against minimal resistance

Then
With a breath
An orange glow fills the air
And I return

Winter Kisses

Hopes and wishes
Winter kisses
Snowflakes in your hair

Pine and holly
Spirits jolly
Good will in the air

Each year this season
Another reason
For time with those we love

As stars shine bright
All through the night
Their light falls from above

So be of good cheer
As we gather here
In the fire’s warming glow

Should your heart ever stray
Think back to this day
And you will always know

Some Sunset Somewhere

My body aches
And the sound of voices from so long ago echoes in my ears
Smiles no longer bearing faces
Faces no longer bearing smiles

At times
I want to crumble
To fall back to the earth and in time be swept away by a passing breeze
Each and every cell and molecule dispersed from one another
To be lifted into the sky that they might at least be a part of some sunset somewhere

But I know
That this will pass
With time
Just as each day ends
With a sunset
Somewhere