Poems to Hope and Heal

One Grief

One grief.

Two lives.

Two realities.

Side by side.

In every breath,

in every blink

every instant,

every wink.

Here and now

Day and night

Peas and carrots

Black and white

Bread and butter

Cain and Abel

Skin and bones

Farm to table

Back and forth

To and fro

Pickles and ice cream

Stop and go

Fire and ice

One and done

Oil and water

Mother and son

Bacon and eggs

Scotch and soda

Love and hate

Obi wan and Yoda

Bait and switch

Dark and light

Good and plenty

Fight or flight

Bitter and sweet

Pain and pleasure

Yin and yang

Measure for measure

Bells and whistles

Alive and well

Smoke and mirrors

Heaven or hell

Life unhinged.

Navigating now.

Every day

Live somehow.

Finding Myself in Loss

Loss is not always the end—

But a beginning,

   a fresh piece of now

   A new way of being—

Maybe an end

to situations,

stresses and

notions—

assumptions

judgments,

trauma’s

emotions

in

     —liquidity

         of time,

         ubiquity

         of space

But not this eternity,

dreams, out of place.

still though—

my love,

my hope,

my grace,

Loss is like silk,

a gossamer thread,

Winds deep

‘round

the layers,

the sinews

in my head

To be more

than is this

one day, 

I will see

But today

I am not,

--just

to be