A POEM A DAY

I'm just happy to be here.

Month: April, 2022

3/30 – Stargazing at the McDonald’s Observatory on my Birthday

Fort Davis, Texas
I never said a prayer for Darkness.
Usually I salute the sun like a flare
and swim in the lightyears,
A gold fish that forgot its shadow
even existed.
I’m standing now before
a crescent moon and under
enough stars to swallow time
I learn the word Earthshine
so we don’t forget
the dark sky is alive
the dark sky is alive with stories
the dark sky is alive with stories
the dark sky is alive with years of light
Looking up, my eyes are perform
a timeless practice, ancient and honest
I hold the only person on this Earth
who makes me shine in Darkness.

To be alive and in love with life at the same time
under the cover of night
How a light year needs the Darkness
to prove its still there

I am here in Fort Davis, Texas
with a prayer for Darkness on my lips,
spellbound by what my eyes can see
as soon as the dark overwhelms me.

2/30 – The Morning of My Life

Marfa, Texas.

Early sun
Light overcomes the first night of April
all around me
Every color of blue echoes around you
The sunshine is a silent alarm
The silence moves me to write
I’m quiet in my creation
My wife asleep next to me
dreaming deeply
The glow of morning falls on her cheek
Her half smile, a desert flower
in full bloom
The wind from yesterday still in her hair
You are where my love rises
A satellite speeding
through the stars still can’t catch us
When the light overcomes the dark,
the morning begins and it is time
to celebrate our lives,
and how we are here, in love,
and alive.

1/30 – In the Mix

To be in the mix

you have to be

part ingredient

part utensil

the recipe isn’t even necessary

think about timing and intention

timing and intention

To be in the mix

all you need is all you got

what you and what you are not

the smooth sails and the knots

Look around the sea of where you want to be

Find the spot where you

Run down hill

and fill your cup

with what fills you up

showing up for yourself

is the only game you can never lose

if you so choose

so why stay still?

Why stay a closed window

when the wind

bends the trees

and brings the breeze

to its knees?