Painted Orbs Released

Polaroid photos in boxes

Scratched surfaces, searching for layers beneath

Gravity pulls blues, blacks and grays, hiding them underground

While painted orbs, stretch oblong, grasping to skin, begin to glow

Break away, float, then drift away into night’s sky open arms

Released, a brand new beginning awaiting


Circles run in opposite directions

Grains roll slowly between, following before they fall

A pinch turns empty, motion and inertia stop, waiting – listening

The space between the first turn and your voice draws closer, gaps begin to close

Hope falls lightly from above




Gravity takes over

Falling down

Looking up

Slow motion

Wind through my hair

Hands and arms above my head

Pressing pause just before impact

Stopping in mid-air




Reaching over, pressing play

Splash begins at my feet 

Through my body

Over my head

Bubbles rise

The soles of my feet touch the bottom

Knees bend, I push up to the surface

Air, lungs

Inhale, exhale

The sound of laughter

Climbing out

Climbing up

Ready to do it again