Tuesday, September 29, 2020

In one hour

Early mornings

always burdened with 

body pain and despair

and wisps, 

sometimes torrents, 

of bad dreams,

a positive outlook is difficult to find.

Coffee, prayer, meditation

a fuzzy blanket, first daily inventory.

Within a mere sixty minutes,

a glimmer of hope arises

as the brain begins to tick

with ideas, guidance, inspiration

The perling warmth and surety

of the universe creeping 

once again

through 

the cells and the spirit

full to bursting with

that glow.


Friday, September 11, 2020

In one moment

In one moment

things ended.

A long time later,

another one moment,

the rage briefly flared

to inadvertently witness

the truth of the lies he told.

A twinge of sorrow, yet still

I was glad

to not have waited 

for the never-to-be offered 

so-called

‘best.’