listening to songs
drifting on particles
experiencing emotions
as art
to be created
lyrics speaking
of real moments
moving
to be human (sometimes isn't easy)
suddenly it’s raining
or the sun is pouring
up
present in existence
feelings spilling
souls releasing words
in letters
in prose
dare to compose
something sublime
a heartbeat
captured for all time
inspiring truths
your own words
spilling to the page
spilling'
from the cage
released & flying
not to downfall
down
where did they come from &
where will they go?
spilling'
up
letting go
releasing in words

As close as the wind that ruffles my hair
As distant as the sun that warms me
She orbits the world I made for us
In dreams of family that could not hold
And spilled our happiness away.

Perihelion when illness strikes
And action smothers need for words
Aphelion at most other times
When lessons learned from
Other teachers rule her sky.

A comet with a gleaming tail
She blazes through my firmament
On schedules that I can not know
And I can but fulfill the needs
That let me revel in her glow.

Longing does not change her course
Apologies do not prevail
Mute obedience is required
To catch a glimpse of what I’ve made
As she flashes briefly through my life
ljm

A butterfly
sneaking up on
a conch shell.

They’re just
looking for a
safe space.

They begin to
just curl on in.

They feel like
pencil shavings.

The conch
shell begins to
grow icicles.

It’s from just
being stuck.

Empathy and
sympathy
in a bind.

The conch
shell on
the edge.

Just poking up
out of a mountain.

A butterfly kissing
it’s ceiling.

Just trying
not to be peeling.

The felicity you feel
By using your
Friend's gift
Has another level.

If the trend to wear masks continues terrorists will have a field day.
6 /4/2020

And then there are times.
When we talk talk and talk.  
Will pour our Hearts.
Will try not to Cry.
But no matter what
There will be no Response.