Family

The lights of night 
in the city and
its sounds are like
two attention starved brothers
one the lights quiet
calm and studious while
the other the sounds
are raucous bold and
defiant the sounds requiring
immediate attention while the
lights tend to be
satisfied by themselves the
sounds only increase with
age taunting howling as
the day grows hotter
while the lights politely
give way to the
sun and finally disappear

DenverSummer

I adore summer days 
especially in the high
desert of Denver where
the sun is hot
the breeze cool and
the leaves in the
trees sing in whispers
as though they’re afraid
of awakening God Himself
There’s something about summer
which rejuvenates me and
more importantly my soul
the colors are brighter
the clothes are looser
the smiles are warmer
and the kisses well
the kisses last longer
longer and longer still

CloudsHeavenBound

And now just then
the same ghost clouds
begin to turn white
at the edges as
though their menial sins
have been forgiven as
blessings return to ashen
souls as the blood
begins to course once
again taking gray to
white slowly patiently on
their way to Heaven

NightClouds

Night clouds hang eerily 
in the sky like
dusty drapes or patient
parents after school waiting
I call these clouds
ghost clouds barely moving
hardly alive hanging around
to see what’s next
for them like souls
chained to the earth
not knowing whether they
are alive or dead

Surprise!

And then just then 
when you think that
nothing will come something
does something always comes
when it’s least expected
and from a place
unseen or ignored or
forgotten something charges forth
changing your direction and
destiny and it surprises
you and makes you
think
Standing there and thinking
trying to make sense
you find none and
you react and realize
that life and love
both occur in surprises
moments when you are
more yourself than before