Reversal

Growth
yet in reverse
again

We leave behind
the seeds where dreams
shape ground

 

Holding On

With the tide
your contact tells
a story felled
in familiar tones

Carrying the one
most like you
in the vast sea,
your progeny

Watching in wonder
the power to protect,
to save,
to hold on

We marvel admiringly
the heart of a whale
Yet tear apart
many

Seeking
to hold on to their own

Walking Trail

Where there's a place
that calls my name
from distant days

Where there's us
that climbs in trees
and follows
a bee or butterfly

Few the times
we bridge from yesterday
to the walking trail ahead
holding hands

In between the days we lose
hanging on
to places
that are gone

Not One Letter

Light is gone away
again from these times
wanting

A place not there,
faces
not aware
how closely they follow

Light is gone away
from readying my stay

In the shadow of together,
not even one letter
sees today

Layaway

A surrender to the days
that will not be

Days paid in advance,
a reserved fee

Keeping my tomorrows
from layaway

Not stored
saved or frozen,
this day will be grown

With seeds derived
from live soil

Climate
only the heart
can know

Fading Threads

Flannel
softens with each cycle of worn threads

Worn souls
through cycles of dark
and light

Mixed up colors wash and fade
lights darken
darks lighten

A soul dims
shifting
its fading threads

A Binding to Freeness

Inspire

a binding to freeness

Like a birdsong, calling
before flight

To fold up
or expand as needed

Holding up
the view at hand
impeded
without you

Climbing over knotted bramble,
scrapes torn spots

I sit still
and beg again,
Inspire a binding to freeness