dog days of summer
August 24, 2019
sirens wail
the young man channels his grief
into his gun
bright chatter
i wonder what goes on
behind that mask
i-the-observer
one fork on a highway
of my soul
black outfit
he fades into the shadows
of his role
cliff edge crumbles
his arms scrabble in the air
seeking purchase
slow mandala
each mourner holds a candle
in their hearts
dark abyss
i look everywhere
for a strong rope
friendship
being glad when things go right
for another person
deep passages
the inner light shines
bright
steady run
she’s pretty much got everything
together
so much giving
it’s good to see you taking care
of yourself
open heart
we meet at a place
of possibility
the coming tide
my heart lifts
in anticipation