There Is Light

pushed to limits

all too soon

by what you did not seek 

legs of the journey lay ahead

there is a door 

that will lead you out 

the night may be dark

but stars hang high above

holding the sound 

of summer’s peace

it all comes to pass

eventually

in the distance

I see you clearly

no longer stumbling

the corners are empty

as you dance out front

spinning free


halls of massmoca
north adams, ma
june 2019

The Hollow Rain

the hissing is all around

but fading fast

a settled pace had held me in place 

antsier now as autumn looks to find its stride

an afternoon’s deluge 

has left gutters bloated and coughing

the  bouquet of summer rain

brings memories and a smile

steam pushes from the asphalt

as a rainbow confronts the clouds

imperfect droplets linger 

upon nature’s pedestals 

while there is much that is heavy

in this moment there is no weight to carry 

garden post rain
aug 2019

Sleeping Truth

staring in the mirror 

but I can’t see a face

tears roll sideways 

on the outline taking space

I will tell you this

dragging me from ring to ring

the emptiness has me falling down

hard not to feel like a clown

I tell myself

no one can see me here

but the lights are so bright

that truth seems far not near 

it has happened before

beautiful days do come two in a row

looking to be inspired

I choose to heal and grow

2am acrylic
jsp – 2019