His Creation

Inhale

Thank

Exhale

You;

Every 

Breath

is 

Praise.

Cultured

At concerts there’s always 
the annoying kid who should be I bed
antsy, noisy, doesn’t give a crap
the white permed grandma touching his skin
the mom on his other side whispering ‘shhhhh’ in his ear
the teen girl texting too loud
and the hand holding couple

Coming Back

slipping back
into old surroundings
can be comfortable
yet in this case it's disconcerting
my mind becomes misty
and a sort of mental stupor resumes

Reflections

Memories echo;
brief scenes
knit together by
later understanding.

Together you rested
in retirement
on the mountain
you climbed

Clouded by innocence
I accepted the answer
You were old and sick
We drove to the hospital

Twelve years later
I know why you were there
and how I became
who I am