Children dress up
Like unicorns
Write about them
Dream about them
Draw picture upon
Picture
Color and paint
Perhaps as an
Adult
We can connect
With our
Inner child
And search for
A unicorn


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Pale pinks and lavenders
In the snowy evening sky
Leaving shadows of
Brillance
On the.snow covered
Ground

Dandelion sky
Full of awesomeness to grasp
But too high to reach

I'm intoxicated by
The sound of geese
Flying over a sky
Of grey
Honking loud and
Strong
Echoing their happiness
Throughout the universe
I'm entranced by
The formation of geese
Now forming a vee
The freedom.they have
The grace they share
In flight
I'm grateful for the
Sound and flight
The movement I feel
As they pass over
My head
And leave me
In awe
As I wondrously
Stare at.
The sky

Perhaps that is why
I have something called dry eye
All the tears were shed

Sitting by the window
Collecting my thoughts
How little they
May seem
I feel something stir
Within and without
Its not the sound
Of words
Churning through
My head
But rather
The tip.toeing.of
Rain
Across the window

Yesterday I inherited
All the gold in
The world
I was given your
Poetry and stories
From.years gone by
How those ragged
Edges.of journals
Crinkled through
My now calloused
Fingertips
Tears started to blot
Some of the carefully
Chosen words
From experiencing
Pain and love
Laughter and tears
The should of 's and
Could of 's
Reminders of the past
As siblings
The success and failures
Of your diabetic journey
Your funny stories
Those that happened
Those that did not
Stories to make you
Laugh or cry
The reminders of
What was
Rekindled in my very
Being
Reading one of
Your stories
Reminded me
How blest and honored
I was to have had
A  brother
Like you

Mr. Moon where were
You.going
Brightly you shone
Till you disappeared
Between a shadowy
Cloud
Time stood still
For a millionth of
A second
Then you appeared
Once again
Amidst the stars

Such power in
Nature
The senses quicken
The feeling of
Aliveness
As winged bird
Saunters
Overhead
And ducks gracefully
Peacefully
Glide on the rippling water
Crisp crunchy leaves
Leaving a smoky
Scent behind
Fresh scented pine
Amidst the trees
The caw  caw of
A crow
Enjoying morning
Flight
Such a miracle to
Witness
Between a mask covered
Face

Yesterdays have come
And gone
Yesterday I read some
Of your stories
And poems
You wrote even
If you didn't
Feel well
Oh to have
Talked to you
What you wrote
What you felt
I could only
Reply with
Tear filled eyes
As you looked
Down from Heaven
Was that God I heard
Or was it thunder

Today some will breathe
A new breath in
And others
Anew breathe out
Breathe in
Breathe out
Breathe in a new day
Of fresh beginnings
And possibilities
Look all around
Under rocks where
Insects hide
And up above
Where stars twinkle
In the Night
At the water
That ripples at
The breath of wind
At trees with
Open arms
And people to
Love
Even those we
Don't even know
And as we breathe
Our last
May it be filled
Only with
Blessed memories
And hopefully surrounded
By those we love
If that isn't possible
May love be
Remembered
As we prepare
For the
Journey ahead

It's bleak outside
Drawing me inside
While I wait
For a clearing

If I lay
Still in
The darkness
Of night
I can hear the
Rhythmic sound
Of the clock
I time in
My mind
The tic after the
Last tock
The soothing
Sound of
Chimes
Singing in
The wind
Even the
Churning of
My stomach
Making rounds
The yapping of
A dog far
Down.
The street
Stillness fills
The air
And an angel's
Sigh
Waiting to.
Be heard

The wind was sharp
Rattling against
The windows
Temperatures dropped
As I went to bed
With grass of green
When I awoke
To bitter cold
And  frosty windows
I sipped hot chocolate
And looked at the
White covered ground

I tried to send
You a message
From candy.hearts
Instead they melted
In my mouth
And not your heart

Snow brushes off
Your navy blue coat
Leaving a wet
Surface behind
The black dog
Shaking off snow
Dripping ***** puddles
On the floor
Your shiny brown
Hair
With white covered specks
Makes you look
Momentarily old
Till you towel dry the
White and wet hair
Let it snow let it snow
Let it snow

Freshly made footprints
On snow covered ground
The heavier the boot
The deeper the print
Some prints with
Slanted lines
And chiseled holes
Others with
Tic tac toe
Some footmarks
Plopped  deep into
The snow
Tracks from birds
Paw prints
Small prints
Of tiny animals
Scurrying by
An Angel print
Not far away
Reminding me
I'm not far
From home

Mini cotton *****
Quickly falling from the sky
Covering the ground

I look out the
Window of my soul
There i see you
Freezing in the.cold
Tattered blankets nearby
While others join
The.neverending
Line for food
Some women grabbing
Another ice pack
For the bruises to
Go Away
For some the food
From.yesterday's trash
Seems.like a good dinner
Empty pockets
Another day without
A dollar
A baby lying
By the trash
And a bony dog
Sniffing their remains
Sniffing their remains
Perhaps I should
Open the door
Of my heart
And go outside
And do something

When the Son comes out
Bitter cold will go away
And a rose will bloom

You threw bitter cold
Words
At my trembling heart
My mind was too frozen
To reply

Sing me a lullaby
So I can sleep
Away pain
Carrying me gently
To the land
Of Nod
Where I can
lay in a field of daisies
Under a Harvest moon
And quiet is all
Around
Except for the
Occasional tick tock
Of the clock
Sing me a lullaby
So I can
Go to sleep
And hope there
Is magic near
To ward off demons
Sing me a lullaby
In a whispering
Breath
Close the door softly
As you leave
To go home

Caught in a snowstorm
A blizzard of words
Going through
My mind
Find the nearest
Icicle
Grab in my freezing
Hands
And begin to write
On a clean
Slate of snow

I'm Sinking fast
Into the pool
Of no return
Perhaps this time
I can write
The words

Feverishly i write
In the moon
Of night
Word upon word
Pile upon pile
Of wasted
Crumpled words
I ask you to critique them
You thought they
Were
Words of love
Meant only
For you
When all it was
Was a poem

Yesterday the lights
From Santa's reindeer
Twinkled in the
Grey morning light
Today as I pass by
The reindeer is gone
Till another year
Sometimes. I feel
Like my lights
Sparkle
And other times
They are dim
I should dispel
Any darkness
And let the
Light shine in

There is  such a calm
In walking early
Especially.in winter chill
Everything seems frozen
In time
The rippling lake
Of su.mer seems to have stilled
The chatteiring.of
Birds flying by
Leaves the sky
Empty
But still.as it is
There's a mystical
Silence
That permeates the air

Blue heron on
Icy lake
Walking on thin water
Passerby says
Made me think
How often I
Walk on thin water
The difference
The heron
Stayed for a few moments
And gracefully
Flew away
I on the other hand
Walk on thin ice
And fall in
With baggage
I carry

You said you
Counted fifty geese
When I was happy
I had counted ten

There is so
Much i want
To say to you
So ill say it
On paper

All I did was stare
When you quickly walked by me
And left me alone

Silence is


LOUD

When no words
Are spoken

Silence
Words in my various readings
So poetically I speak
In words of silence
Like the quiet sound
Of snow
Whispering her lullaby
Softly touching the ground
And silent fingers
Imprinted.upon the hand
That others might hear
Cooing sounds of baby
Discovering their toes
The whistling wind
Outside the frost stained glass
And the sound of soft sweet
Lips that can only come
From a mother's love
A father's  love as he kisses
Goodbye
A whistling kettle
Gentle slurps from tea
Angel dust all.around
To keep this moment
Of silence

I hear my mom sing
As she makes dinner for us
How I miss her song

What gift will I bring
To a king lying in hay
The gift of myself

You lived alone
You died alone

This dreary kind of day
Blurs my mind
With unsettling
Thoughts
Unlike a camera
I cannot focus
Or capture
What is before
Me
I shall walk away
And wait for
The light

Ready to watch
You get ready
To fish
Is the glory
In the catch
Of the fish
Or the getting ready

Couldn't wait to see you
Then when I did
I wondered why

She walked into
The cold winter day
Saw ice snapping
Off frozen branches
On hearing them
Crackle to the
Icyground
She realized she
Wasn't far behind

Whether masked
Or not
We cannot hide
May our true selves
Unfold
As we navigate
The year ahead
Our hands continue
To pen
Our hearts full
Of the beauty
Of Life
And may we
Just breathe

Poetry
The lava in
My soul
Ready to erupt
Cannot be contained
Any longer
Like lightning bugs
In a jar
Dimly blinking
In a jar
Until their lights
Went out

For the New Year


I wish you..


A pen of ink
That never
Stops flowing
Paper in abundance
A trashcan nearby
A dictionary.and thesaurus
And poetry nearby
A clear head
To focus
Memories soft
And warm
Experiences to write
About
New people to meet
And places to go
And love continuing
To grow
And when you go
To bed at night
Know you are loved
From above

A warm wish to you
And yours
Happy New Year

My life floats before me
On A foamy cloudy cream
Where heated hands
Carress a cup
Big blobs of settling cream
Remind me of my
Should haves could haves
Would haves
As I shake the cup
Around for a new display
I see tiny droplets
Wait
Are those my tears

The rain Falling on
Top of my head
With each cold
Splatter
Reminding me
Of days gone by
Washed away
With tears
Regrets
And happiness
The need for
Sheltering
And staying
Warm and dry
From puddles
Surrounding me
Though raindrops may
Fall gently
Tip tapping on the window
With a melodious sound
It can also be frightening
As you await the bus
And puddles
As big as a lake
Splash you like a monsoon
Rain like friends
Can come down
And pounce on
Your feelings
Or can calm
You with gentle
Song
Do I want
Rain Rain go away
Or Rain Rain  stay

I really need
To put
My pencil
   D
   O
   W
   N
And go to sleep
So goodnight my someone
Goodnight

Jumping from my sleep
Is that really you again
The one I don't know

Nightmare oh nightmare
Why. Are you toying with me
Nowhere else to go

Continuing dreams
Awaken me from my sleep
Did that just happen