Rage’s Danger 

Danger in offended rage 

Most toxic of poisons

Seeps into our marrow 

Boiling, burning away joy

Leaving nothing by charred

Remains 

A digitized globe 

It delights me so 

Drifting across the earth 

Dropping a word here

Another there

One in France 

The next Africa 

Seconds pass 

Seeds planted 

Hope gently 

Kindled 

Black History Month Meditation 2: Langston Hughes 

Slowly I study the man
Delighting in imagery
Phrases bending to his will
And the flow of his heart

Slowly gazing into the soul of
Of a poet’s ghost
Tendrils of dreams
Glimmering in morning dew
Fading at the touch
Of my privilege

A Remembrance: Mary Tyler Moore 

Awoke with a song,
Mary Tyler Moore’s theme.
Quirky, jaunty and cheerful,
With a tinge of sadness.
A bright point in my youth,
Faded into night.

Such is the way of things;
Joy blends with sorrow/
This complex dish,
Life.

Slumber’s Unanswered Call

A strange night,
Again awake when I wish to be asleep.
Slumber ignores my humble call
Blindly ignoring both my needs and concerns.

This lack of weariness annoys.
This rationale mind knows,
Knows the exhaustion coming.
Tomorrow’s sunrise.

Dread stares into my eyes,
Unblinking.

Into and Through

I collapse
Into and through
Myself, these dreams
Both from my mind
And the synaptic demands
Of others.
Mist fades
Upon the other side
Where I find
Myself.

Trust, Fear, Desire

Trust and Tryst
One letter separates.
Trusting another with deepest
Longings, dark hidden places.
Secrets. 

Fearful, afraid of the destructive
Forces of lust, love
And longing.
We know the
Consuming doom
Of expressing
Desire.