Self Portrait at Fifty Seven

Self Portrait at Fifty Seven

scarred and calloused the deep etchings
of life lived and the hard
changes made
decisions of truth over lies
and gray over dyes
kindness fought hard to win over selfish pride
longing given way
to understanding and forgiveness
both for faults well earned and others too
the needs and wants
before collided
now turn to best before good
knowledge hard fought for
and occasionally won
the days swiftly move toward the ultimate end
when the choosing of the now the moment the here
gains the upper hand
and I will go into the dark night
the better for it

Into the Blue

Into the Blue

Hold fast to the blue cried the stones and the trees answered reaching far into the sky as the roots pushed deep into the rocky ground grasping the dark earth

Hold fast to the blue cried the hawk and the clouds answered pushing through the water fixing the hydrogen and oxygen into raindrops as the sky darkened with swift lightning and dense thunder

Hold fast to the blue cried the heart and the tears fell hot and hard to water the ground bringing the roots of the soul past the trees into the clouds to fly with the hawk into the blue.

Kathleen G. Everett © 2012