We walk together
I’m squinting under the high afternoon sun
While you’re shielded by the brim of your hat
I’m not saying much but
I’m hanging on your every word
…
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We walk together
I’m squinting under the high afternoon sun
While you’re shielded by the brim of your hat
I’m not saying much but
I’m hanging on your every word
…
Thank you for hearing my words
Yes, but, more than that…
Thank you for reading my poetry
That, but, more importantly…
Thank you for discovering me
With me
.
July ?? – August 2, 2025
On some days, like today
My mind can be content
But unstill
It jumps, it scatters
It’s happy but restless…
Kind words, patient pauses,
encouragement to shine
Handmade cards, cats on T-shirts,
specially chosen stones
Notes inked on pages in books of wisdom,
celebrating decades lived
Soft roomy sleepwear, fruit in baskets,
flowers to communicate care
Mirrors sharp yet somehow gentle,
encouragement to live
Immense communication wordless and not
echoes through the chambers of my heart,
reminding me what I am to others
.
June 26, 2025
I’m tired but I’m happy.
There’s no belonging or being out of place today. There’s just whatever days remain for me, and those around me, and the fortune that these still intersect.
Tonight, as I retire, I’m filled with more gratitude than I know what to do with.
June 12, 2025; 10:35pm
It was you I was thinking of the other day
when I suddenly thought to myself:
“They make me feel so…. Normal.”
…
How your voice somehow seems richer to me when you say their name
How your eyes look different in ways my mind cannot quite fully grasp
When you speak of them
When you share with me the plans your heart carries
Of your greatest possible future
…
A sleeping guardian stirs
The alerted sentry opens an eye
I don’t blame anyone but me.
It was all on me. Always.
I couldn’t adapt.
I couldn’t fit this odd shape
into any gaps I found.
…
Today the nervous vibrations
Slow a little
Calm a little
…