Driving up mountain miles
of washboard switchbacks;
jarring the dusty rearview mirror
in my mind:

"but don't look back in anger"  
... I heard you say
stuck in the cloud of dust
befogging my daydream
back somewhere thereabouts
the washed out bridge
that tore us apart
like a flash flood

It was so long ago
since you were running
and I was hiding in plain sight,
from what the storm
in my eyes did tell

Mindful — you were only watching
the growing distance gather;

finding what you didn't lose
looking back to see
   what you can't forget —

like a hesitant child
reluctantly wondering
if anyone was still looking back
at you ―  still running away
from each passing storm


Jesse Stillwater
June   2018

Hibernation of memories
In the shower
Their spring awakening for me
Setting my mind
Into the land of poetry
Words begin to float
Throughout my mind
With symmetry
Unfortunately, no pin, no paper
No PC anywhere
Close to me
Just time to relax
In a bit of
Steamy heat
Clearing the mind
Setting free
SWEET
RELAXATION
Back into the land
MEMORY HIBERNATION

I was told  today
that my compassion is both
inspiring and intimidating
The truth is I don’t really know
what To do with that
Except say compassion
Is a heart muscle
The more you exercise it
The bigger it gets....
You’re welcome
to join me
on that journey!

Be kind
Laugh today
Smile radiantly
No matter what
Treat tomorrow
The same way
Because by then
It will be today

After you
Close your eyes
Before you fall asleep
Don't forget
To pray


Remember what
I had
To say
When you wake
It will
Be today
SWEET DREAMS
WENDY KAYE

Life is a confusing ring,
It always provides a wing.
Life is a long path,
Cannot overcome it by wrath.
Life is a song,
Sing it along.

Life is a tiny seed,
Sometimes planted with greed.
Life is an old tree,
Lets you grow with experience if you agree.
Life is a tiring battle,
Cannot win it without a little rattle.

Life is a game of chess,
It surely is a mess.
Life is love,
Like a pure white dove.
Life is a continuous tune,
Like the light of the moon.

Life is a set of stairs,
Remember it in your prayers.
Life is a lot of torn pages,
Learning it might take ages.
Life is not as it is portrayed,
At times it makes you feel completely betrayed.

But above all life is a beautiful journey,
It surely is a bit thorny.
Cause when it comes to the end,
It leaves you memories you could never apprehend.......