Category Archives: poetry

The Climb

One foot, then the other.
A slip and a slide and a crash.
Try it again.
One foot, then the other.
Forever and always it will be:
One foot, and then the other.
You can do it!
Try it again.

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He called back to her:
Don’t come up here!
It’s too dangerous!
With not even a hint of baby in his voice.
Nothing here but big boy, brave and fierce.

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But she would not be swayed.
One foot, then the other.
She babbled back at him.
With her baby words and her not-so-baby body.
Nothing here but growing girl, brave and fierce.

A Prayer for Peace

Your heart calls out for Peace, but she is farther away than you’d like.
You call to her, but she can’t hear your tired, hoarse voice.

For you, friend, I pray:
That Peace will turn to you and illuminate your face, your heart, your life.
That the darkness will retreat, even if ever so slowly.
That the cold hardness begins to thaw in her glow.

Peace be with you, in you, and around you.
Forever and ever, my friend.

Chasing Change

i wish i could capture the sound of the wind.
the ebb and flow of static,
the gentle caress upon my skin,
the chill bumps not from cold but from exhilaration.

i wish i could capture the feel of mist.
the clouds leaning down and brushing the earth,
the gentleness of almost nothing settling down on my hairs,
but not quite strong enough to reach my skin.

i wish i could capture the display of summer dancing with fall.
the bright pinks and greens not fading,
only changing to the glorious golds and deep, rich reds.
and though it seems as if the change happened overnight…
they have been preparing a life time for this moment.

i wish i could capture the smell of right here, right now.
apples baking, bathed in cinnamon and sugar,
and butter.
the first bite, so luscious and smooth.
i close my eyes and drink it all in.

i have been chasing change.
trying to capture it, to hold it,
and immerse myself in the chase.

but guess what?
it was not i who found it,
but it who found me.