Beauty, Gratitude, Home, Hope, Miracles, Questions

Candle

A welcome surprise
to end my day
my candle burning bright
on the mantle
as never before
when the flickering frail flame
smothered under melted wax
would sputter into
nothingness, but now
for no reason
it lives, it breathes
it lights my darkness
and gives me hope
that my wish
will come true
will appear
in spontaneous
combustion, coming home
to me.

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Empathy, Heartbreak, Hope, Journeys, Love, Marriage, Pain, Questions, Truth

Paradise Delayed

Paradise delayed

Because you had to see if

One drink would matter.
It did. And now you’re

Lost again, cut off from me

And our family
And our love. Alone

A pale shadow of yourself.

Lesson learned yet?

Death, Hope, Journeys, Judaism, Pain, Questions, Truth

Challenge

She’s gone and they expect the crowds

the mourners will overflow, hundreds

will pack into too small of a space.

Rent out a grand room, to hold everyone

who wants to pay their respects.

And I look around, lost in the throng,

amidst and adrift

and ask myself

What good can I do now,

so when I die, years hence,

I will be mourned like this?

What good can we all do now?

Family, Heartbreak, Pain, People, Questions, Regret

Clouded

Foggy, hazy, clouded mind, I’m yelling
I hear myself screaming, growling
at who? The nameless forces
blocking what I know
must be done. Says who?
Why must it, again?
What’s so important
about any of the trappings of time
the trivial travails of the everyday
that I turn on them, fierce and
fearful? To be feared?
The clouds part and clarity and sanity return and I know being loved is
so much sweeter than feared.
So why do I start swinging
angry and arrogant
when the foggy cloudiness of insanity descends?