JUMP

mounting the ancient bleached stone steps one at a time

she moved quietly albeit somewhat belabored under the age

her eyes first cast down and then up with inhale and exhale

determination glowed in her gentle eyes as slight salty tears shivered

drying before crossing the threshold of her sturdy jaw line

her motivation to see the other side of a chaotic humankind

no temple atop the stairs stretched forth as if vanishing into blue sky

every now but then here a small token of someone who came before

her simplicity of the thought chanted under her breath was no need for why

there will be a brightness shining way up there

when she does finally arrive

there where the souls blend into that peaceful kindness of love for all time

in the darkness there has been light

in the light there was darkness 

yet consulting the inner voice

listening to the sultry at times and soft aged at others

the whisper told of truth none other sound could impart

forever is not how long she climbs

rather just a brief human life time

every now and then a song breaks loose from her lips

to be heard by the meadows and yes even quieted birds

freedom is being without fear of not being accepted

what is

even choices will not matter when the last step is reached

where then she looks and then she becomes

nothing more than aire

jump

In your Moon

The moon came through the open window

 on an unexpected breeze

 whilst I was sleeping.  

It brushed the hair back from my face

 then kissed me upon my forehead.

I smiled knowing you had sent it 

 as you have done ever since we parted.  

In your moon

I slept

in peace.

Only touching my lips

to it

as I awoke

to send it back

to 

You.

aberrant companions

My soul sometimes bleeds through sleep, leaving me bewildered with a wakefulness that was less about thoughts and more about deep penetrating feelings that left scars so very long ago one almost but never forgets nor forgot.  

I just wished there were even one other soul buried inside one other human that I might connect with in silent understanding so that sitting with no spoken words was a deep presence desired by both.  

Like a human who wishes to fly ~ this soul has turned ghostly white waiting for its release.  

Perhaps in the mists or even the darkness I might find you to commune with whilst both of our souls remain encased in these human sarcophagi.

Pour another Ginger and Jack

Sit down upon the glider

 surrounded by the coolness

 of the late spring breeze

 flowing through the open windows 

Pull the music close 

stare at the unfinished canvas

 that begs for attention

 getting only the distance of the mind

 now lulled in peaceful contentment

She was far away

in the nearness of this day

remembering those times 

when nothing interrupted

the joy of reflection that

now comes back to be

if only her eyes now could see

she came full circle 

in silent reverie

Where did you go

Was I really so foolish

Thinking I had to let you go

Why did I not sit next to you

And wait forever and a day