even as light fades the rough edges
the same melody is played again
sounding the room with verge echos
remembering how those feelings scratch

just enough to make it sting reddening
waiting for the coolness of water washing
stillness caught in the eddies between stones
lingers the effortless swimming of hopeful wonder



in passing

It was with the laying of hands
that sideways look and pause
where the sapling pressed through

cracks in concrete paving found
how the light shown heavy
orange full of future storm turning

in passing between the two
while you there with silent eyes
stood the fence to close the gate

in that space that no one else enters
the dying ‘rest their reckoning
scattered the day’s simple remains