At the Moment of Exhale

Interrupted dreams glide from rooftops, searching for quiet landings before dawn

Embers release doubt, uncertainty climbs in search of midnight’s clear skies

Dandelions disperse, freedom at the moment of exhale

Cherry blossoms dance, winter’s farewell breath scatters life to float in the wind

Unexpected Loss

Scattered crossroads do not always meet at 90 degrees

The intersection between two, a near miss, caught by surprise

A sparrow’s call blends with clouds, watching overhead, adrift

Absent voices color clear canvases, waiting for the wind to dry

Will they return, other than inside my head, wanting a reply

Searching for Clarity’s Signal

A string of words and awkward pauses around my neck, dangles

Waves wash ashore erasing verses not left by me

Followed pathways lead to nowhere, at a standstill, I pause

The density of silence suspends me in midair, motionless, at bay

And I wait, not knowing for what or why, nor who or when

Only searching for clarity’s signal, a lighthouse through the fog

Sometimes I Shift

The world shifts

Sometimes not I with it

Clockwise blurs blow whirlwinds

Standing firm, I wait for the calm

And count leaves in rotation

Tunnels, cocoons, narrow alleyways

Each take their turn

A flip book of pictures caught in a loop

As time watches for the perfect moment to step in


The world shifts yet again

And I wonder if this time I will shift with it