Insecurity

My hell

is wondering, 

in a loud discordant unforgiving loop,

   Is it my sadness that keeps you tethered? 

What penitence or cure

can silence a mind

gifted at inferiority-driven psychic flagellation?

Permission to Let Go

I observed a trail of freckles on your skin

markings of age, time, and wisdom.

Twin'd stars displaying your preordained path to the heavens.

Resting in fetal repose

you seemed to wait for permission

to chase the stars.  

It's ok, Daddy

let go

I'll be ok. 

A Stranger's Funeral

Today, I attended a stranger's funeral

because I couldn't face yours.

There were no pictures, no videos,

nor familiar faces

to intrude or tug.

Sitting in the back pew,

alone and solemn,

I felt strangely liberated

to mourn you.

without absorbing the spectacle. 

Taking a Moment to Acknowledge Beauty Amongst the Grey

Imagine clouds in the sky

no, not big white puffy clouds floating

pompously on a static blue mat.

Imagine these more like

wispy clouds, whimsical, and peaceful

milk, gently stirred in a blue porcelain cup of rich black tea

Think soft hues of pink, purple, and orange

touched by the wind

with a gently waving tail tinged with blues and greens

and early stars peaking through 

way up there in the blue.

Yeah... 

that was the sky today.