A LITTLE BIT OF ENCOURAGEMENT

 

Is all it takes

whipped cream dreams ascend into the afternoon.

And what is the total cost of children?

And the meteorological data, do we have this?

The snake skin life behind us

The pasts all dodging each other crossing over the road to avoid awkward confrontations the street signs that were once important now gone.

Is it the gravity of age suddenly so heavy

that hurts our shoulders restricts our breathing?

 Cold songs haunted

cloud memories 

               the blinking of a traffic light eye.

 To A Smile

 

Run towards subtle joy. Congratulations under glass. 

A thousand year old Quran. 

Let’s take a walk together. We three. Me and my boys. 

Into the crowded museum’s ancient aura of tourism and coffee and wooden buddhas. After the bookshop but before incense. 

Must we make the same mistakes and is it taking without giving? 

What the hell are we learning here anyway? That gold was gold is gold? 

Fashioned in stone or precious metals signifying the ticket price minus two children plus lunch. 

Forge a new future from beetles' wings and alabaster to recast failure with bitter contempt. But walk on. Breath fire. Spread joy like ashes in the air.