week 488 ~ in the face of

in the face of
despair we sing
brandishing love
in the face of
chaos above
we’ve joy to bring
in the face of
despair we sing

week 460 ~ into the impending gloom

into the impending gloom
as birds fly but do not sing
and all good saints flee the room
into the impending gloom
ghosts exit their twilight tomb
I have nothing left to bring
into the impending gloom
as birds fly but do not sing

week 360 ~ the orange guitar lies abandonado

the orange guitar lies abandonado
as the last light of evening filters through
like sunset across the water ask who
will play it now in the twilight or go
to the window call back time fleeting
we have never really said we’re sorry
we stopped believing in possibility
in paths not taken instead repeating
the comfortable it’s easy to hide
from what could be from what was always here
but grab a flashlight a candle and peer
in perhaps your patient muse will decide
to reconvene all the choices waiting
for misplaced dreams to finally wake and sing

week 354 ~ sing a song of everything

sing a song of everything
wrapped up with a crooked bow
joy and heartache life can bring
sing a song of everything
bees make honey though they sting
dreams are choices we make so
sing a song of everything
wrapped up with a crooked bow

week 329 ~ sing a song of nevermind

sing a song of nevermind
for truth enmired in rubble
I don’t want to seem unkind
sing a song of nevermind
but if pushed I think you’ll find
nothing is gained but trouble
sing a song of nevermind
for truth enmired in rubble

week 309 ~ it’s the song

it’s the song
life sings me
for so long
it’s the song
right or wrong
changing key
it’s the song
life sings me

WordPress just told me this is my 2500th post. Wow.

week 302 ~ a song full of missing

a song full of missing
family friends far far
away from here we sing
again for those who are

family friends far far
from where we’d have them be
again for those who are
here holding us up see

from where we’d have them be
to their destiny not
here holding us up see
through the mist a straight shot

to their destiny not
ours not without love loss
through the mist a straight shot
past nightmares turn and toss

ours not without love loss
dreams wishes that would sail
past nightmares turn and toss
love’s breadcrumbs on the trail

dreams wishes that would sail
away from here we sing
love’s breadcrumbs on the trail
a song full of missing

week 292 ~ a sonnet for baby S sound the horns

a sonnet for baby S sound the horns
so long coming so welcome in our hearts
see he grins and wriggles with a newborn’s
instinct for the right reaction then starts
to coo non-word words whose subtext imparts
a comfort being here with us so new
and yet exactly right worry departs
with winter’s snows and somehow we are through
to bluer skies and smiles yes crying too
for he firmly announces something’s wrong
until we figure out what we should do
but spring now fills our days with light and song
and we sing too breathing the scented air
for this sweet boy the answer to our prayer

my first Spenserian sonnet
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week 290 ~ true as true

true as true
true as bread
me and you
in my head

true as bread
sing your song
in my head
I’ll hum ‘long

sing your song
clear as day
I’ll hum ‘long
find a way

clear as day
I’m right here
find a way
never fear

I’m right here
love’s true face
never fear
full of grace

love’s true face
true as true
full of grace
me and you

week 258 ~ love without over-thinking

love without over-thinking
throw all your stars at the moon
stare straight ahead unblinking
love without over-thinking
follow the laughter wink sing
such a happy little tune
love without over-thinking
throw all your stars at the moon

for PD