when you’re trapped by gloom
and unable to say why
refocus your lens
you might catch a glimpse
of golden sunlit peaks;
a stand-alone tree
spring rain bringing food
(hidden in these rays, raindrops)
to a front range ranch
refocus your lens–
windows will open your eyes
to a clearer view
sometimes exhaustion
disrupted by weeklong pain
can bring fresh beauty
sometimes small spring signs
like leafing aspen, orchids
are all a day needs
spring rain can’t stop us
from A-line’s call to freedom
escape found with love
after rain, blue sky,
blooming redbuds, purple lawn,
and linings of hope
rough waters ahead
as greasy rain plagues my view
of storms yet to spill
in city blooms, petals drop
falling to pavement to be smashed by tires
ground into the street our souls walk on
their soft, lilting perfume gnawed by exhaust
just like your lack of denial
as fragile as a flower in mid-spring
silence swallowed up by gray skies and wind
clear mountain view blocked; exhausted
no matter how many miles i walk
you’ll never quite capture the right moment
when they blossom fearlessly, ready to stay
exhausted only by blue skies and sun
we all need a rest
in a spring-sunny window
to close out the day
petals pushing through
fighting winter with color
for Testing Tuesday
though silent; sullen;
in soft flakes we see ourselves–
river-melted; lost
return of seasons
we sometimes wish had left us
(fragile reminders)
yet the buds survived,
bringing petals of new hope
that can’t be melted
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