Failed Autumn

It began in the fading seconds of that failed autumn

Under the layers of burnt orange leaves

         Revealed a fallacy

A once held belief of a return

Faded to a latent realized oblivion

Made recognizable by its bite

         From this final pound of flesh

Never again to know the awakening, saving touch

Years spent searching for solace hidden among the nightmares

         Amid hesitant hopes

Summer/Autumn 2024

Shadows and Smoke

A glance and there you were

In the evening shadows on the aged brick wall in this lonely alley I've passed through a thousand times before.

For that instant, I thought I saw you.

And every cosmic dream came to frenzied fruition. 

A moment that lingered with extensions of pending hopes and unrealized desires

This distance between us faded to the nearness of you

If you only could have stayed

And cure this resident void

October 2024

New Faith

The majesty of the summer thunder and rain

Church bells ringing in the distance

Calling for revival in this post-scripted moment

Steam rising from the swollen asphalt

Resurgent shades of hope emerge

New faith in possibilities becomes attainable again

October 2024

An Uncertain Distance

All those years wrestling with the question until it became reality

An unabashed dirge of conflicting emotions

The absence of ceremonial observance

An intimate plea to accept, adapt and adjust

Mourning what's been lost under merciless waves

Offering hopeless resistance to the collapse of time

Stumbling and falling with each reserved and perilous step

Stop! .... Before it all fades

Into this we blindly advance

Creeping forward with humility

Allowing for trepidation

For we failed to prepare

Protecting earned dignity

Making peace with yesterday's fallout

Regulating acceptance of unbrokered terms

Toward an uncertain distance

Or whatever arrives

In these waning moments

August /September/October 2024

Remember the Light

Remember the last days

Our rush to make them enduring

The light we created when no one was listening

Born and crafted in the notes and notions of infant encounters

From charred moments and vanishing plots to ambient existence

That moment where the dream became real

Racing against the suggested speed limit

Wailing sirens of released emotions

Attempting to defeat doubts and odds

Before losing to time and consuming silence

The markers warned of alternate possibilities

Of chaotic conclusions we failed to recognize

But our eyes were hazed over with naive hopes

August 2024

So much time has passed and this may be fiction or revisionist history. Started while wandering through the aisles of a bookstore. (Like there's any inspiration to be found there. 😁) The words just began to emerge. 

A Random Voice

Maybe your entire life and all that has passed by, was arranged, shaped and timed for that one desperate moment

So you could be present in that place of need and comfort

Assurance that a frightened soul is not lost and alone

An immediate trust, a random voice, a lifesaving kindness

June 13, 2024

This Temporary Respite

Dual occupancy through this temporary respite

A slightest move towards understanding

Modest concessions toward a final elegy

Both truths exposed in the immediate fog

Searching for mutual resolution

March-April, 2024

Articulating the Noise

Articulating the noise

In degrees of agony

Remains of diluted words and prayers

In this ravenous limbo

Known only to errant souls

Yet ruminations persist

Elevated beyond what's long been known

Remembering the light of moments

Emerging fractured in the wake of this history

March 3-10, 2023

To not have to explain or justify everything ..... 

Maps to Acceptance

The distance between

Fears and survival

We need to remember to forget

The elements of our parting

Repair our circadian rhythms

Disregard what's impossible

Visualize remaining possibilities

Reinvent the standard

Listen to our guides

Chart maps to acceptance

Apprehend the aging ghosts

Abolish the power over us

Un-invite the darkness

It's never what's assumed

January 25-26, 2024

Pockets of Light

Resonating in words and miracles

Defining beauty and hope

These remaining pieces of a sacred vision linger

Refusing to fade to a wisp to be dispelled

Or scattered to less than prominence and declining significance

Surviving for necessity

To counter erosion of inspiration

To provide sensation among despair

To provide pockets of light to this world

An eternal torch where guidance is needed

January 23, 2024