Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Dreaming of a brighter, kinder future


Though life keeps throwing rocks into their path,
The waves of hope continue their relentless rush,
And still we look to the blue horizon
And dream of a brighter, kinder future.

Monday, August 20, 2018

Hop to it!


“Hop to it!” My mom used to say
If I was avoiding some task she’d assigned me;
“Hop to it!” As if I were some sort of frog
With no other demands on my time...

Sunday, August 19, 2018

Humbling awarenesses



They come, like thieves, with the moon,
In the wee hours of the morning,
These humbling awarenesses of imperfection,
Masking the radiance of our souls
With shoulds, and should-have-dones,
And - worst of all - the never-shoulda-saids.

Saturday, August 18, 2018

From the same stalk...


However different you and I appear to be —
You in the golden bud of youth
While I am blowsy with age —
Let’s not forget we share the same roots;
Together we’re both reaching for the sun.

Friday, August 17, 2018

The clutter in my brain


The clutter in my brain
reveals itself in silence,
then empties itself onto the page...

Thursday, August 16, 2018

Heart of compassion


What is it you desire most,
And what could you do today
To help others achieve that goal?

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Smoke-reddened


The smoke-reddened sun has set 
our whole world aflame...