My Poetry and Prose Blogology
Funeral for a Friend
“as we wander along the glistening beaches of life
our weary footsteps imprint into sands of time…”
Three Superpowers
“this divine therapy shaped me well—
three indomitable powers of time
molded into water, ice, and wind…”
Small Again
“there are times—I wish I could be small again
holding tight to azure dreams of an old friend
a mind—that once reliably waited on my voice
in dark partitions of my steely—spinning fears”
A Raven’s Haunt
“an unkindness of dreary—obscure ravens
preach precariously upon my pitiful perch “
My Water Cycle
“I love to watch the leaves change
then tumble into grass-wrapped fingers
of vibrant but obscure autumn streams…”
Sacred Attention
“after sleepless vermillion nights
wring us into sweats of silent screams
we pray for any consoling therapist”
Be The Now
“peacemakers are artists of time
sculpting the present moment
as they brush over drab melancholy”
Photo and inspiration courtesy of my friend Rod Sorenson rcoakley.com
My Only Home
“evil minions of the grey and cold rule
within my hideout of emotional numbing
absorbing the season’s warmth and kindness”
Finding Poetry in My Depression
“and now—after many long—scribbled out years
stumbling over words with my heavenly creator
I have finally learned to humbly deal with it—
even through all its unexpected ebbs and flows”