The Shape of Blue

What shape does blue cast

Seeping beneath skin and voice

Shades change, without control or anticipation

Pinprick reminders morph to warm summer skies

The pendulum swings back and forth

Momentum, it cannot be stopped

Footsteps, not always in line with the beat

Imprints are left behind

A reminder of where we’ve been


Embrace the Rain


Trickles down from high altitudes 

White turns blue, blue to clear

Transparent drops divulge more than I wish

On my sleeve they roll without mapped destinations

I am it, it is me

Embracing rain, leaves me drenched, cleansed yet a bit uncomfortable 

Acceptance, not easy, a long road

Puddles collect, reflections emerge

Tomorrows not to be feared