Redemption

Alle ope

Sans dope

Nix cope?

Glimmers hope

Ignore the rope

Borrow the Pope’s soap.

Only Here, and Now

Inhale

The slower I go,

the more quickly I be at where I am.

Exhale

Dark & Light

Pressing nostrils closed

Eyes shut tight; holding my breath

Under the water.

Poem: In the Spirit of L.C.

Like a duck with some rice,

like a rap with Vanilla Ice,

We are two, that are one, that are three.

After the Rain

Stars stuck to the pavement.

Yellow, gold, and brown.

Later as the sun warms the day

a fall wind dries the stars

until they are turned into leaves,

and they are blown on their way.

Misty Air

Blue Green

Distant

Ocean

Waves

Misty

Air,

Stay,

Breathe