Start

The black becomes 
blue then bluer
than night as
white bleaches shadows
dawn’s aura spreads
first through windows
then painting doors
dogs stretch and
stir and I
shaking off dreams
lumber from slumber
into rooms memorized
turning on lights
and the thermostat
next to kitchen
to settle kettle
once started the
day never ends

Ugh

With greedy little 
fingers people want
they at first
pause before impatience
takes its grip
snatching and pulling
and if they
don’t do that
they lean back
in rickety chairs
waiting for others
there’s no middle
ground to this

Found

If you 
are looking
for anything
then you
have not
found peace
for peace
only happens
once gratitude
abundance and
prosperity exist

Wash

Simple things 
most matter
now more
crisp linen
soft towels
warm clothes
all clean
sounds of
all churning
grumbling bellies
soon to
tumble in
and out
and warmth
that cats
and dogs
always find

Fume

Needle points left
tapping it I
hope something remains
even if fume
even a promise
of something better
or a glance
glimpse lingering stare
anything that might
or could maybe
carry me farther
forward from here