Swimmer’s Ear

Swimmer’s Ear

Today I return to the pool,

Chlorine everywhere,
Moving in a rhythm that beats,
I am home, home, home. 
 
I feel awake again,
Better,
A swimmer, a fighter.
 
Good things are coming,
To me, with my wet hair and my swim bag,
Walking home in a rainstorm,
Savoring, the sunshine. 
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Beginning Again

Beginning Again

Fall is coming.

 
Tonight football returns with a smile,
And tomorrow the sun reflects
Through changing leaves of trees.
 
The air pushes and pulls my hair,
Braids it with the smell of leaves and sweaters
Chunky knits and moccasins and blue jeans.
 
It is time to begin again,
The season of repentance,
Of acceptance.
 
With a football under my arm, 
And change in the air,
I can believe again,
Begin again,
Be happy. 

 

September Starts Again

September Starts Again

Rain, 

 
Like sunshine,
Meets the dawn tonight.
 
Streams of fire,
Bright blues and orange rivers,
Coursing down to meet me.
 
Rain, midnight rain,
Renew my soul,
Thunder,
Lightning that splits the sky,
Awaken it.
 
Shower me with grace,
With wisdom, and with kindness.
 
September begins in thunderstorms,
Renting apart the air,
Charging it with electricity,
 
Hoping, and changing,
And finding,
 
Peace.