The Weight

Shoulder it
From first memories
Under the bed
Mom Dad
Four feet
Scuffle-punch
She fell
I covered my mouth
So scared
So confused
Oh, mommy, don't cry
Brain screaming
Heart in flames
Fast forward
Hands in places
They don't belong
Not my father
Not my real father
I'm not real
Please
Please
Don't let me be real
Lightning from the sky
Strike me down
Bury my soul
Give rest
In darkness
In dirt
I cant hang on
Much longer.

Advice:

None of us are long for this world. Transcend yourself in spite of time.

Shhh, It's Okay

In the shedding of our sorrow, we are better and lighter prepared for many happy tomorrows.

Children

The seedlings have pushed their way above the soil. They greet me like a legion of children waiting for sustenance and love every morning. I shall grant their wishes and they, mine.

Pushing Time

Time passes slowly
There is no mercy in it
When desperation pushes hard
Time laughs
Who the fuck do you think you are?

No one
No one.

A Moment of Gratitude

I am grateful for....

... the roof over my head
... the hot tea in my mug
... beautiful souls enlightening my days
... my handsome loving interesting creative children
... human's humans humaning
... the perennials in the garden awakening
... being a conduit for evolution of spirit
... socks
... cleanish water
... soft as a bunny feline companion
... tomorrow...

All the steps between

From start to finish
There are all the steps
That fall between
Happiness
To sadness
Middle-ness
Some people
Walk in circles
Predictable and safe
Others
Walk so far From where they start
They do not look
From side to side
They arrive
And once they do
Stay there
Me
I have done so much
Of both
I am still walking
But sometimes
I don't know
What the fuck
I'm doing.