i used to spend my days
pouring myself
into the cups of others

only to find
that when it was time
for myself to take a sip

all that was left
in my cup
was the remainder of a girl
who gave

too much

the way we lose
our fathers

and mothers
out beyond the trespass

of light
where sparklers dance

the summer dark
no single language

no simple answer
the wheel

of grief
with its windquick

and intimate fists
pummels the rubble

of what remains
what fades away

and there
just beyond

the weight of it
the moment

that threatens
to touch

and take you

Gentle breeze
Midnight blue
Trees of all sizes
Lined up very fine
In a  unique way
Loving the atmosphere
Looking forward
To each summer day
Brings warmth to my soul
Gentle breeze
Clears my mind
Midnight blue
Hues of sky
Lightens my day
Gentle breeze
Clears my mind
Midnight blue

Evening is on the take
The sun herself senses it
Her heat is slipping away
Eclipsed by cold, arctic tendrils
Rilling through the fragile geography
Earth is a strong fighter though
Able to restore itself in serene defiance
Light she brings to keep night in its place