Sunday, March 22, 2020

life's smile


a flower question’s not

why and seemingly without

pain when its petals fall



the tree’s leaves bristle

and dance seemingly with

joy, in the breeze



the sun rises giving delight

to the day for this i know

because birds sing



when the moon smiles at

night the oceans seem to rise

and clap, stars glitter in glee



when thy smile, upon my face

also appears, t’if i were but a  

mirror to thine soul 

these mornings, now


…mine eyes open lately in mornings

with a spirit of reckoning, a sense

of foreboding, present in the

waking of these todays



likened to a grey ominous sky in lieu

of a bright golden sunrise while a loft

of aviary choir fills the morning stillness

after a restless nocturnal stay



i wish to hear the cardinal sing again with

mellifluous song that lifts my spirit, turns

the day from one of portent to one touched

 by the sun’s fingered rays



and so too, for a light of sprinkle rains that

shall rinse away and cleanse not just the

virus of disease but awaken the spirit that

once garnered love in lieu of hate…


stars soothe the pangs


the twinkle of stars in the dark of night

sooth the spirit when feeling alone through

the pangs of long days, then dreams to ease

the angst never come, for restful sleep desists



when first i searched the night sky for these stars

‘twas when but a ‘tot’ of six or so and left alone

with my other siblings but our papa had left us,

mamasita trying to give us shelter, never home



many years have passed, mamasita has left for

heaven’s home, although i need not for anything,

inside my wife sleeps and outside underneath the

night sky i look up to search for those stars again

letting light in


‘Darkness’ no longer instills fear within,

this being: a color that fills a space and

not that which lingers in the crannies

of a mind, heart or spirit



it had been instilled as a hurtful place,

a place of emptiness, one of loneliness

but as naivete waned it became a cove

of solitude where ‘selfless’ is found



in the years that have accrued, i’ve learned

that in darkness there is light and when

light pierces through, darkness is eviscerated

from that space where fear resides



in my learning of gathered years of aging,

‘Hate’ has replaced the space that darkness

once resided, for it is this demon that must be

squelched, it must be destroyed



some carry this ‘hate’ in their pockets for they

have been bitten and devoured by it and on

every occasion will pull it out to contaminate

all that surrounds, in hearts and minds


let us not fear ‘hate’ for then it will have won