Day 30 – Imperfection


I watch the trees outside move in the breeze.

Their new blossoms flow lazy and smooth. 

This month moves faster than I ever thought it could,

And for the first time I do not look into the mouth of that lion called change,

As May ushers itself in.

Life is long and short,

And springtime is here in all it’s glory before I’ve really bid winter goodbye.

I watch the very first blooms of bleeding hearts in the backyard sway in the wind.

They are me, beautiful in our imperfection. 

Day 5 – Bridge


This city has two faces.

The shadows drape across lofts in Soho that once were factories,

The Empire State Building pierces the sky across the sunset. 

The paint peels in my little room in Brooklyn,

I pile pillows against the window to keep the drafts out at night.

Who am I to try to bridge these lives together.

Week 36 – Thoughts on a January Friday

Thoughts on a January Friday

There is fear in the air today.

I wonder, 

If that fear is a bad thing.

Only when one is scared can one be brave,

Change comes on the wind and I refuse to break. 

Charted territory is only such because someone thrust into the unknown to make the map. 

I will not let this fear take me.

I will be scared, I will let it make me strong.

I can face this thing that comes along.