I was just an ember in the wind,
Until your turned your heart into my hearth,
You coaxed the flames with kindling,
Turned one spark into a blaze,
And when the cold was creeping in
You kept the chill away,
I was just an ember in the wind,
Until you let me in.

In an old Scottish town I walk in well-worn streets
framed by tall houses of stone.
I study their faces that lean in to meet
me: In their presence I don’t feel alone.

The old houses have faces with many glass eyes.
What have those windows all seen?
They stand watch over us like dispassionate spies
with a vision that’s eerily keen.

What strange things that these walls could all tell
if their silent stones began to shout.
But they say nothing at all of the people who dwelt
all around them, within and without.

I came to trust these rock-ribbed friends
who give shelter and keep silent watch.
Reliably they forever our secrets defend
and are just there for us, a loyal lodge.

A dark clay raven hung at a windowpane
to ward off bright songbirds from glass.
It never spoke a word, nor did it feign
to know of a departed late lass.

I asked it my questions, expecting more
conversation than it had on offer,
but plainly it found me a tedious bore
for it stayed quiet. Not much of a talker.

The brief encounter left me po-faced
as I’d been led to expect more from him.
So I turned away, belying a trace
of disappointment weighing within.

Then I heard the wind, and nothing much else
except the song of birds who’d survived
thanks to the clay raven who hung by a belt
in front of a window to keep it disguised.

We were  like COMPADRES,
we've been TOGETHER SINCE BIRTH,
YOU WERE ALWAYS There for me,
you also knew MY WORTH.
You knew my EVERY THOUGHTS,
PET PEEVES and so MUCH MORE,
My (B.est F.riend F.orever),
is what I TRULY ADORE.
You were like (MY SHADOW),
OH WAIT!!!
That's what you are,
even when I WALKED DISTANCE AWAY,
YOU WERE NEVER, EVER TOO FAR!!!
When I felt COLD AND LONELY,
You were ALWAYS BY MY SIDE,
You STAYED RIGHT UP ON ME, and
You ALWAYS was MY GUIDE.
When I felt like I was ALL ALONE
the LONELINESS SEEMS to NEVER END,  
All I have to do is: LOOK OVER MY SHOULDER
and there she is:
MY SHADOWY FRIEND!!!


B.R.
Date: 8/31/2024

Why aren't there angels

keeping watch, not even here --


in Los Angeles?

It’s something that you smell
It’s something that makes you feel at home
It’s something that brings comfort
What is that for you?

What brings you the feeling of a tight hug?
What brings you the feeling of protection?
Is it a thing or a who?
Do you have a someone to lean on?
Do you have someone to make everything fade?

That’s the goal isn’t it?
It find a solace in life
A place of absolute comfort and trust
To find somewhere you feel at home
Is it your home or a different place?
Is it a person, place, or thing?
What makes you feel like you’re safe?
Where is your safety blanket?
Who is your safety blanket?

It’s a feeling of warmth wrapped all around
It’s a feeling of strength and assurance
It’s a feeling that cannot be mimicked
You’ll know what this feeling is when you have it
In that moment
You’ll feel at peace
The weight of a thousand sand bags will lift
The weight of all your worries
Gone with the wind
Turned into a feather to be blown away

Have you felt this?