Recognition

Waking to a new year
I recognize my breath
And feel gratitude
To live
 
Waking to a new year
I recognize my family
And feel loved
By each one
 
Waking to a new year
I recognize my friends
And feel peace
In the fellowship
 
Waking to a new year
I recognize my work
And feel engaged
To spread goodness
 
Waking to a new year
I recognize my world
And feel responsible
To give back
 
Waking to a new year
I recognize my path
And feel alive
To walk it
 
Pops 2023

New Year Sheets

nothing can erase
what’s been written
 
there’s no do-over
for a painful year
 
turning off the lights and
turning down the covers
diving into the crisp, cool sheets
of the new year
 
looking for a respite
to wake up to
 
better
    different
        something
            hope
 
tonight, saying goodbye
to the good and the bad
 
a farewell kiss blown
            a middle finger
 
pull up the covers
fluff up the pillows
        drift off
look to a
 
happier   new    year
 
Pops 2022

Soul Care

Wounded
 
And there is no healing on the horizon
Normalcy is a state that can’t be found
Searching, seeking
 
Lost
 
And adrift with no peace within reach
Comfort is an emotion that is elusive
Wandering, wondering
 
Afraid
 
And alone with no anchor to hold fast
Strength comes in fleeting moments
Running, racing
 
Know
 
And accept wounds as painfully present
A new normal to be faithfully charted
Stopping, starting
 
Believe
 
And open fully to an unexplored space
Wrap warmly in a blanket of family
Embracing, entering
 
Hope
 
And trust that somewhere in the darkness
A lightness will come to a weary soul
Lifting, loving
 
Pops 2022

Unsaid

I’m not sure we’re listening
to the unsaid and unheard
conversation that is happening
between moments in the sad noise
that surrounds every moment
 
I’m not sure we’re hearing
what seems so loud around us
in the dance around the obvious
thoughts that hang in the silence
between the known and unknown
 
I’m not sure we know what is
right in the memories so deep
and the moments that drift
by every time we ponder a
future that can never come
 
I’m not sure, so we still wait
and watch for a time to say
what is unsaid and unheard
until a quiet moment appears
and allows silence to speak
 
Pops, 2022

Loss

we don’t lose
our people who move
into the next adventure
 
there’s nothing lost
they brought to
our lives, our world
 
everything is here
available everywhere
contributions remain
 
it doesn’t end
 
            presence extends
            moments remembered
            memory embraced
            legacy retraced
 
death isn’t final
life is eternal
 
the physical may burn
the spiritual will churn
 
we never lose
our loves that move
into the next adventure
 
 
Pops 2022