Gifted

To give without 
expecting any return
response or reply
is a grace
to be invisible
without others knowing
what where when
is itself abundant
to share generously
whether it’s time
or an ear
or a shoulder
is always an
act of prosperity
to give then
without is gratitude
for having much
to be gifted

Goes

I don’t think 
that we confuse
days of the
week because we’re
all getting older
but because we’re
at last aware
of how fast
it really goes

Fireflies

It’s now when 
the morning shadow
hovers and covers
and the sun
peeks through windows
some little spy
in the sky
and everything else
all around me
glows like bulbs
belonging to fireflies

Morning

I love 
morning most
when hope
and happiness
slowly trickles
and tickles
and fingers
find flesh
and hands
their home
this quiet
without question

If

If I do 
it’s only to
share what I’ve
become the things
that I’ve found
and not the
the things forgotten
for those things
no longer make
or matter except
as a natter
of long ago
battles and wars
but maybe the
scars of skirmishes
seen and counted
in dim light
after or before
and then tales
of long ago
told around the
campfire of passion