Poetry

When the air finally lets go, 

it whispers secrets in soft sighs

of thawing Earth and blooming hope, 

where winter’s hush gently dies. 

It is a terrible thing when 

democracy

kindness

peace

is taken away.

I think it must be almost worse when that pain becomes dull a 

Bruise

That won’t go away.

All it takes is one to scream and shout.

All it takes is one to chase the fame and clout.

All it takes is one to carry it all.

All it takes is one domino to fall. 

there is something about those eyes that kept me chained to this love

for they seemed to be the first that I couldn't see right through

as if rather than a window to your soul

they were a wall. 

I am someone who wonders if she will ever know. 

But someone who knows there can be a place for uncertainty too,

even though it isn't often valued.

Most people seem so confident,

like they know who they are,

I jump in the truck,

Smiling as I fiddle with radio

"Just choose something!"

My dad says,

picking 98.9,

We fly down our long driveway,

And turn onto the dirt road,

"DAD! A deer!"

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Just say the word

And I'll flock to you, like a bird.

Whenever you are near

I can't help myself, I fear.

releve 

To rise 

glissade 

To glide

allonge 

To stretch 

Reach

I hate tonight's sunset 

So happy and free

Obnoxious orange dances around the clouds 

Don’t they know I’ve had a bad day

I dreamed

I was a bird

in an open hayfield,

flying through 

playfully, 

never stopping to notice

that the sun was setting.

Convinced that their democracy 
Is the only democracy 

My brethren fall heavily into the rubble 
A reflection of my own clay, 
A memory of our shared fire. 

My heart beats stronger when I see you,

You walk as my soul flutters,

Under your gaze I melt,

Like is the spring snow under a warm sun.

I,

 the bear,

Traveling 100 miles for naught,