sun rays stream through clouds
on Appalachian hills
green, white, blue beauty
Road Trip Haiku #3
rain in the Smokies
greening the enchanted woods
our daughters long for
Move
hidden in shadow
i will never know his heart
i wish i had light
Road Trip Haiku #2
Smoky Mountain sun
brings another red morning
beauty on my bike

Acceptance
message of love lost
beneath judgmental hatred
my girls will see love
Road Trip Haiku #1
red sun rising dawn
over midwest misty lake
beauty for a lens
I and Love and You
I and Love and You by The Avett Brothers
a year ago
a lifetime ago
i stood on this same step
i rang this same doorbell
i retrieved these same girls
i hardly knew you
i stood awkwardly
in your living room
trying to explain my taste in music
you cringed when i said folk
(perhaps you’d cry too
the first time you
heard their song on the radio)
we’ve made music since then
sometimes heavy metal
sometimes hip hop
just a taste of alternative
but you still haven’t heard my song
i stand on your doorstep now
you won’t answer so i walk in
(it is like home to me)
i pull them out of the room
three in a row, sleepy-eyed,
begging for breakfast
(they are starving)
you open your door
sleepy-eyed too
and there are no words
there are no lyrics
that can fall to the floor
in this awkward living room stance
as i shuffle our lives out the door
You Were Ours
your clock still reads 11:45
we looked that morning
you might have been late
you weren’t late. you were ours
will it still read 11:45 in a year?
i wonder
you ask what i am thinking
i am thinking of my bed
his arms around me
i am thinking of my bed
no longer mine
add this to my
insurmountable list
of why’s
there will never be a because
of all i have lost in
seven weeks
seven months
insurmountable
You Are
the teary eyes that mask sadness
behind a superficial smile
the gray clouds that just can’t quite
put out the wildfires
the kind gesture resulting
in an empty wallet
the me i fear
(small child filled with doubt)
83
my grandma’s birthday
used to mean more than sadness
more than passing thought