Beauty Sits

layered

is the tone of this love

natural

ocean deep and eternal

that place where darkness will not go away

sits teaching, not taunting

sometimes we just have to wait

and look to find a way when the light climbs in

the path of holding on and letting go

littered with emotion

flowing with natural force

pace undetermined

another chapter closes

before the page turns left

tomorrow may be unwritten

but it awaits

pond at The Clark
Williamstown, MA
Photo: i. Perlman


We Can’t See Them In Their World

we bring them into this life

clean slates in our image

pieces of ourselves planted as seeds

we protect with everything we are

hoping we are providing all the maps for their journeys

blood is thick

we warm with their laughter

break with their pain

at times helpless as the years stretch beyond our reach

we witness identities, not copies of ourselves

calling out to soften falls

struggling to bite the tongue that stunts their tomorrow

we remain always within reach

far enough to allow for flight

but close for all they need

we hope to have done enough

so they walk forever lightly

and our souls to rest easy

at the parade
Cumberland, RI
Photo: i. Perlman


the Other Side

battles still rage among countless emotions

and attempts at unwinding create days of doubt

there is reason to fight

seeking constant confidence in what we receive

asks me to stop travelling the lonely road

and live the moment

not always upon my sleeve

optimism bleeds through healing wounds

I still believe in the sunshine after the rain

postcards I receive don’t have to remind me

I know you send them to keep me moving

my mind’s mailbox wears a smile

heart
Narragansett, RI
Photo: i. Perlman