Now the dust 
of last week 
having been stirred
up by the 
whirlwind we are 
begins to settle 
it’s time to 
view what’s left 
contrary to before 
this landscape isn’t 
scarred but rebuilt 
foundations are set
things in place 
to build upon 
accepting my past
into my present 
some see foolish 
but I see
spring and all 
of its abundant 
possibilities of flowers 

I’d much rather 
be living here 
like this than
living there like 
that there was
oh I guess 
distraction and excitement 
but here is
where I found 
my harmony and 
happiness nothing against 
you or about 
you except that 
that’s exactly what 
there like that 
was all about 

The mountains 
bruise easily 
at dawn
and buildings 
they blush
in the 
low morning 
sun quickly 
forgotten their 
chagrin fades
as the 
sun moves 
higher like 
a teacher 
standing over 
a student 
certain of
their misdeeds
and all
look innocent 

As the sky
turns from black 
to blue like 
a bruise becoming 
less painful the 
lights of Denver 
fan out before 
me like the 
diamond rings worn 
by wealthy women 
cackling over their 
game of Mahjong 
telling of secrets 
belonging to others 
so is night 

I plant seeds
kernels little things 
a little wisdom 
tucked into pocket 
maybe even purse
meant to help 
coming as surprise 
when in need 
crumpled from years
of my failures 
but still useful 
down the line 
when I’m not 
here to help 
this is what 
older has always 
meant to me 
being here now 
and then then
I want for 
nothing except to 
watch him grow