the music behind your grace

hangs effortlessly

bouncing off your eyes

ready to drop softly

amid hissing cicadas

into rows of summer’s wildflowers

halting time

is the evening wish

as the solstice waltzes in

No Warning

emptiness arrives instantly

caught without warning

a smile disappears into the blank space

broad strokes cannot cover the page

far from simple

an ocean does not feel the ripple

as you spill

the twisted reach of sorrow has caught you here

alone with everyone

someday it’s all gonna be beautiful

wear the mask to tell the truth

it’s easier that way

on the post rests the head

seeking medicine for the desolate soul

time it shall be

Not Listening

crossing delicate boundaries

protecting fear and confidence

chaos and quiet

loss and love

at a speed that stands me still

mired in unsure ground

not recognizing the step in front of me

the awkward depth awakes caution

waiting on tomorrow is always an option

when trust doesn’t arrive

Clouded Views

patina keeps the time

as scars tell a story

wisping clouds arch beautifully

hoping to relieve the drought

set in the cracked landscape

knowing loneliness is not healed

makes sense in pieces

one by one

my dreams keep from fighting

for one more night


clouds of grey

slide by


giving way to hope

twisted and tight

a heart stops to breathe


in the summer sun

exhaling deep

yesterday is gone


as the light sparkles

awash in mountain streams

your tears run with mine


as a new pace welcomes the next chapter

happy and sad

and back again


that mountains mourn as we heal

by jessyca lyn katz