When time started with surety not a bang the Curtin of time hung shear with streaks of wonder
Exposing the natural world four divisions stood at the broadest points of the earth time will not
Allow me to address all that made up this orderly precision so I will speak of three not only was
there two sisters but in particular there was a brother his name was December he was elected
Officially as winters representative he was the shape changer before the Native Americans lay
Claim to it he gathers like the carrion keenly thin pointy his wooded limbs stark and gray
Stand like sentinels in the breach of a dead planet and then he effects a different change that
Adds contradiction harsh and cold death is redefined when he appears as white as the polar
Bear his furry white softness covers the land transforming country lanes into even greater
Mysterious quiet no matter your mode of travel horse drawn sleigh or by car or just strolling on
Foot an aching dearness envelops you and you never want it to end but then you make the
Bend in the road and a cause for a new hush colored lights beam through the living room
Window you see with pure eyes of the spirit the frosty window pane shows the happy rosy
Cheeks of a child his eyes only speak of dreams from the hearth to the heart the family is
Gathered singing Christmas carols their words carry you over the ages of time back to the
Judean hills where a world changing event is pronounced so with all this December is a highly
Honored brother now let us roll ahead and look in on spring sisters April and May are at first
Just little girls so tiny and cute but they have a destiny April will become by nature soft as the
Falling rain sheets and mists playful changing the harsh winter into green carpeted lodgings that
Are secure with sweet tender breezes with glorious rays of the sun that speak a language of joy
To all sister May no to be out shone opens her heart hands and eyes and all fabulous colors of
Flowers innumerable dot the land fragrance floats all about deftly it spreads moods that are the
Birth place of young love the time of renewal has arrived go forth as children and enjoy your
Heavenly Fathers gifts to you God bless you with bountiful life of the natural and the spirit
world

we hurt so much sometimes
that we forget how remarkable it is
that we are all existing
right now
simultaneously
we can't meet every single person on the planet
but we can sure as hell try
because some of the people i would die to meet
stopped existing before i even started
existing
and that is a straight up tragedy

we are all existing
right now
at the same time
and it's a miracle and we forget it
because there is
so much too much
pain
but right now
it deserves to be acknowledged
because one day
we will all
be gone.

Pin up nurses in blue and
black,
automatic manual doors grow
and contract,
windows that mist and condensate,
bells that annoy for no apparent reason
other than to be late.

Hospital beds.
Child's dead.
The mother's dread.
Just fake a smile. Just fake a smile. Just fa-

-send forth the balloons, cards and grapes
in an attempt to sew the stitches of
one broken womb:
a womb where the roof was torn
by precision tools and an expert eye,
though the doctors said the kid would live,
I believe they lied-

I feel it: that hardy rumble-
Melodic waves. That beat:
A hearty surge shifts, crumbles
Time’s thin ice sheet.  
Melt.

Excited- a series of burst
quivers- sweet hormone floods.
Flames gathered- Flames dispersed
In rippled bouquets- Incandescent buds
Bloom.  

Shimmer soft, gold arched sail
Breathe, ribbons dancing twist.
Float moment’s nervous inhale,
Pursed lips shiver, a subtle insist
Dealt.

Time’s tick rings a splendid quiet
Drags silent- seconds’ clever caught.
Tagged, weighed, a balanced diet
Slowly savored morsels, I ought
Consume.