sometimes my soul bleeds in the night

sometimes there’s a stillness so fragile so right - captured in an unfolding moment of life

sometimes thought obscures the well where I bask in a sea of warm flowing light

sometimes structure in my mind gives way, where left meets right geometry takes flight, creating a prism of colours blending logic with the light

sometimes a poem takes flight

she traced me

wanting to recreate
each inch of me

wanted to make
a model
or a machine

of me

I wanted to see
this new version

of me maybe

I wanted to be
this new version

of me

something that
didn’t feel pain

so deeply

i can't decide if it's better
to embark on a new normal
or to live in a bubble
of dwindling, stolen moments

Yesterday the sun
Faded slowly into the sky
Darkening. my world
The moon danced
Behind the clouds
Trying to make
Me laugh
All I could offer
Was a Cresent smile

Smile, mommy!
Her child asked,
She said,
"I am",
And then they laughed

the ninth shade
embraces mountain peaks
in the pure clarity of morning

frost clings to sagebrush
in the ascending sunlight
of the third-quarter moon

and as life pauses
to apprehend the spectacle
of a wintry summer morning

my bones feel
the transition of season
as autumn draws near