I found joy In the gray blanket of sky In the cold, wet raindrops that tickled me In the wind that blew my umbrella inside out I found joy At the little round table of wood That held my plain white coffee cup That contained the warm, brown elixir That chased away the chill in my bones As I gazed out the rain splattered window I found joy As I listened to Patsy Cline singing "I Fall to Pieces" As we all sat at our separate tables, sipping our coffee As I watched the rain walkers … [Read more...]

They walk together The aged man and the aged woman Strolling snail-like, side by side Down the concrete promenade Hands held, so gently Skin now paper thin and wrinkled Love entwined in the meshed fingers Time passes and a day comes Only one strolls by In a solo parade The aged man has chosen to walk Down an infinite sidewalk In a place his love could not reach She stayed behind On the concrete promenade The aged woman now walks alone Meandering past me in the park Yet she … [Read more...]

I was once shown my life To be like that of a nautilus shell A spiral of sorts Unwinding I didn't understand at the time But now I see Everything just winds around Ever moving upward Things I thought I had passed through Spiral up once more For me to pass through again Tested - at a different level When will I reach the end? There is no end to the spiral It travels with me Into the next dimension And I keep spiraling upwards … [Read more...]