simple blue dream fancy grace

love

little feet padding, quick in coming

careless safe sun grins no brighter

greatest welcomes gifted to those who stay

Lazy joy finds noon almost awake

and half past two asleep around a book.

unguided care discovers different sandwiches

nestled among the juice and crackers, almost

every week, inside the plastic lunch box. 

Little feet

loves to leave on field trip days so far away

that always we are slyly swift of sniffing out a change 

in childhood cartoons 

a blessing 

on birthing day secret gift choosing 

presents now only hard to give for wanting them too.

Sea glows breathing green

I plunge in, now naked save for thoughts

which soon are washed away, a trail 

of bubbles rise where I let go, pushed out by this, the

mother ocean 

ancient

Here in her life is free to grow her nourishment

And spreads thick syrupy pleas.

Simple blue and soft escape 

From all I am, or can’t explain.

Did you read the words I meant? 

Or did I fold them in my fear too bent? 

I was the child who couldn’t ask 

For love, 

Unwrapped, 

for truth, 

Unmasked.