After

Apr23
Slat chair on a porch

Slat chair on a porch (Photo credit: Rocklin)

The sun still rose today
And the birds still sang
Outside the window,
Children still board
The school buses
As their parents wave
Goodbye,
And the old man
From down the street
Still walks his dog.
I watch from my chair
On this old wooden porch,
Tears streaming down
My face,
For the morning
Is still beautiful.

©T.L. Olivia 2013

As I gaze out the window

Apr6
English: dew on grass Français : rosée sur une...

English: dew on grass Français : rosée sur une herbe Español: Rocío sobre el cesped (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I don’t know why I
Keep checking
Where green used to be

It is not as though
The lawn has gone on holiday
Though I imagine it anyway-

Little green lip-blades
Sipping on dewdrops
While dipping toe-roots

Into underground pools
Soon to return home
With a cool green vigor-

But as I gaze out the window
That looks out the backyard,
Again there is nothing

Just dry, cracked, parched earth
And that voice from TV saying
It’s dead Jim.

©T.L. Olivia 2013

It Will Be Risky

Mar28

Facing the wind in Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes- ue

Facing the wind in Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes- ue (Photo credit: ColleenMBrown)

It will be risky
Pressing forward
Against the wind

Each breath
Every step
Is like this

Further from
Yet closer to
Finding the way home.

©T.L. Olivia 2013

Gone

Mar19
the old chucks

the old chucks (Photo credit: ★keaggy.com)

His things are just the way
He left them,
As much for me I think
As for him,
Old sneakers he kicked off
At the front door-
I trip on them
But it doesn’t bother me
Anymore.
Laces crossed like fingers
Worn years old
I’ve become,
Each trip a coin tossed
Into the wishing well

Please just

Come home.

©T.L. Olivia 2013

Courage Demanded

Jan22
The light in the Window

The light in the Window (Photo credit: martinak15)

Courage demanded
Let chance pass by,
But watched the lone cloud drift
Against a pale blue sky
Knowing it would soon be touched
By the wings of others
Brave enough to fly.
Yet is not bravery
That moments thrust into the unknown
And courage
The long, slow light that guides you home
But who will judge the fairer?

©T.L. Olivia 2013