Where are my t-shirts?
Lucy wearing them to bed
Life has changed again.

She spreads her yellow wings
To sun and sky an offering
Gold nectar dew she brings
To Ruby-throat a'humming
Sweet song of waning spring
And lily in the morning.

r ~ 4/6/14

Alone in his dark apartment
black dog asleep
the sound of children playing
in the street outside his window-
children of color, his housekeeper says,
not quite seeing the distinction
only hearing happy voices-
an old jazz number on the radio
as he stands and dances slowly
with his cane tap, tap, tapping
to the beat and dreaming of a girl
he once read about named Helen
in a book of braille.

r ~ 6/6/14

I miss you more than the sun and the rainbow,
I miss you more as this hurt and pain grows,
I wish to be with you, right now 
But sadly, I got to wait a while 

I miss you more than the festive season,
I miss someone and you're the reason,
I can't wait to see your smile,
But sadly I got to wait a while, 

I know that you're reading this right now 
And I hope you're wearing a big smile 
Even though this poem may not be perfect 
Understand it's my first attempt 

As the tears roll down my cheeks 
I'm in this mood and it is so bleak 
I know these rhymes don't make sense 
But my thoughts right now are quite dense 

I'll improve on my romantic rhymes 
Even though I don't make a dime 
But that doesn't matter 
What matters is 
You and I

a natural work of art
   unnaturally rearranged
delicate sensibilities
   under patterns of shadow

self-portrait of inertia
   depicting withdrawal
pursuit of recognition
   motionless in futility

muted colors of being
   imbalance in the spectrum
intrinsic inquisition
   casting quality of light

fruits of perseverance
   nourishment for survival
openness and acceptance
   creating spatial composition

flowers in heart's vase
   healing from suffering
light from obscurity
   still life with darkness