the things

the things we fear
the things we try
that which makes us
laugh
or makes us cry.
the moments,
momentous
and those
gone from view.
the me that is we
and the

we
that
is
you.

new

a new year approaches
what will it bring.
some good, some bad
a bit of everything.
the better question to
ask is what we will
bring to it.
peace, love, kindness
and joy?
yes, we
can do it!!!!

gone

i see the silence,
where an empty heart,
once beating,
left its impact
on the world.

maned wolf ballet

we live with grace
upon this space.
a dance of survival
at so fast
a pace.

winter whites

we winter whites linger.
soon snow may appear.
but for now we remain
because we like it here.
so go away blizzards
keep those flakes off
our face.
we got here first
and we claiming
this space...
so there
brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

we ask for magic

we ask for magic
to ease our chagrin.
we cannot see the
magic, out
until we feel
the magic,
within.

wrangles and tangles

wrangles and tangles
turns and twists
hope sometimes dangled
opportunities,
missed.
moments forgotten
some that haunt us still
life in its whirlpools
and whirl it
will.