Can we ever own
anything
that won’t own us back
Can we ever say
anything
we’ll never retract
Can we dream
in the future
while freeing the past
Can we give
without taking
not first ever last
Can the reasons
become us
excuses be damned
Can fidelity
triumph
the truth in demand
When sleep
reawakens
its light shining through
Today and
tomorrow
— forever anew
(The New Room: June, 2024)
Calling Out
A rainbow on my shoulder
as storm clouds lie ahead
I stop and wonder ‘why go on’
the rain beyond my tread
Halted from my wandering
a stillness reappears
The world to spin and trap in place
surrounding me with fear
My rainbow slowly dimming
its pot of gold has gone
And in its place a darkness comes
the shadows growing long
But far off in the distance
the sky a new portend
Calling out in vibrant hues
— to walk that way again
(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)