Bay

The happiest 
of those
shine brighter
in darkness
drawing those
seeking joy
close but
misery keeps
the saddest
at bay
and away
perhaps for
another day

Silence

Paw prints and 
tire tracks seen
indents where clumps
have quietly fallen
creating a frozen
delicate water ring
these I found
after pulling back
curtains raising blinds
and I stood
seeing winter’s silence

Pushed

The bottom line 
is simply this
I can easier
avoid falling again
than I can
being pushed from
the dizzying heights
of my expectations

Away

I see the 
last bit of
sun bouncing off
wall and onto
vase making it
burn a bright
orange and then
gray like day
is giving way
to the ash
of nights stay
and gone away

Been

I am not 
what you lost
but I am
what I found
and in looking
I have seen
many more things
than just what
might have been