Tag Archives: Journey
Reality
Haven’t you learned this already? Those things are not real. The trees, the rain, this trail, me. These are real. Ditch that other stuff. -Chuy
Waiting Game
I watched you push your painted, half-filled heart up the hill, Place it on a staff and wave it high For all to see. I saw you stumble when tragedy rent your days Like sails in the hurricane, … Continue reading
Stay
Let’s stay here. At this intimately familiar bend in the trail. Beneath these trees we know by name. We are not compelled to move. There is no war or fire or calamity or threat that coerces us to … Continue reading
Our Time
You wrack your brain seeking words To describe a life spent without them. To hold up, canonize, memorialize, Constructed poems and homespun gems. You try so hard to commit to memory All those days of you and me. Halcyon … Continue reading
