as I look around

 I

on the stone etched I chose 

ivy one side flowers the other 

II

it was always spring 

when things occurred 

births deaths shattering

shipping ash for internment 

III

in winter I was born, Caprica

the youngest yet always the oldest 

accidental rhyme

I

ain’t no right way ain’t no wrong

just the “common” and something other 

II

along the wall where flowers cling 

straddling the line of rule between 

one foot in the white space each side 

toes exploring water warm riverside 

a heart little, cracked, still, thrumming low

headspace spatially in the ether flow 

once a warrior, now she knows the calm

oh ‘Verse, you are a fickle thing…

once, words were life blood warring 

to spill forth from crevices exposing 

raw bones of grieving 

of blood on my lips

a scarring 

from decisioning too young

my only what-if

yestermorrow, a let-me was uttered 

reminiscent of a youth spent

yearning flailing

mourning of a thing palpable…

reigned in, I looked-about 

at the Sweetness

of little paws dreaming;

thinks nestled to a thrumming 

gratuitously, I’ve been given 

and words like life

can unfold the only way they will

 

without notice

vines contorted

through fences rusted

the odd flower blooms 

she sees what others pass

without notice, roots shallow 

in soil under stones 

“I think I thought I saw…”

when we walk without 

notice we naught

the beauty protruding

growing in cracks

crevices and fence lines 

in the between - minute 

go as careful with your your thinks

as you would with your steps 

my thinks my knows

I

I think a thing I do a thing

no one to it - entitled 

unseen unknown

no proof of presence 

footprint in the sand

did I think it did I do it

if no proof came forth 

11

my thinks my knows

filling hours shared with hair

shook from four legs 

breathless my heart 

swells for pitter-patter

in still corners cooled

humming lulls lightly 

little paws kneading 

in slumber she runs free

III

the tether tied to whence 

I came is whence I’ll return 

take me to your river 

I wanna go home