I stare up
Green trees haloed by a cornflower sky
The bristles of their green brush
Sway back and forth, propelled by the wind
The tree tips are haloed by a brightness
It casts a relief about them, outlining and softening their coarse edges
That Aura I see is a trick of the eye and the light.
And probably has some fancy name.
Like Ocular pigmentation.
But to me, here in the wilderness.
It’s magic.
Sometimes in our lives
We need a break from it all
True for children, too
My fourteen year old…
Said she needed a reset
As a parent, it’s hard
Hearing you’re not wanted
But it’s a valid feeling
For a teen to have
Especially when…
So many things are going on
So, she’s at grandmas
With no phone, but lots of love
For her reset.
And as for me?
The waves crash in front of me
Teal and turbulent
Foaming with worry and tousled with love
For my kid who carries so much.
I didn’t expect
The difficulty of flying
Hard work and long days
Turn to sore muscles
And mind blocks that sting your brain
Gnaw at your senses
Until you want to give up
It’d be easier
But you don’t….for spite
So you keep running
Shoes ticking on the pavement
Sweat In your eyes
Until you find one day
That you were so focused on the finish
You didn’t notice you’d learned to fly.
The lights still twinkle
Beautiful in the darkness
Red, green, blue, and white
Their defiant glow
Bringing joy to the neighbors
amidst troubling times
Not just one person
Multiple houses have lights
Strung up for christmas
And electrified
As beacons for change
They start in my chest
Dark sprigs tightening their fingers
Gripping my stomach
Wrapping my body
With leaves of missed opportunities
And fear…oh the fear!
That I’ll watch, sidelined
While others make their ascent.
And I’m stuck. Waiting.
Crawling into work
The sky stretching over me
Blue and crisp and cold
Bathing the mountains
In its icy teal beauty
It’s mundanity
Makes it all more beautiful
But…I creep inside
Spring is so fickle
Last week she stretched her arms, yawning
We were in her glow
Yet this week she left
Crawling under a blanket of snow
Underground with Hades
A war has begun
In times of war it’s easy
To be misinformed
Critical thinking
Is required from sources
Importantly, you
Shouldn’t make sweeping comments
On volatile situations
That have taken years
To unfold
You’re not an expert
Especially if you’re shocked
At Russia’s aggression
If you ever barf
In a Disneyland bathroom
I highly suggest
Barfing in the one
Before the jungle cruise
Near the tiki room
It has a “hidden”
Lane on the far left wall
For privacy on
Your land of adventure
Mask restrictions lift
With glee and exaltation
From those not masking
It’s not like it’s hard
A good mask protects yourself
And other people
Covid isn’t gone
When I hear you complaining
About wearing masks
I also wonder
How many you infected
In your stubbornness
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