Challenge accepted
& with that, shadows appear
Each one a figure in the night
Covering our view of the stars
Slipping in through our ears, eyes, nose
Head and shoulders still attached.
A movie reels
Picking up where we left off
What large body of water do we cross
In our wonky canoe?
Built when we were five
Out of the wood
From our dreamcatcher.
It’s lasted this long
Strong like bull
In baggy clothes
Draw no attention,
To new curves
Play no games.
Then find a beau
Who isn’t afraid of
SQUAWKS & HOLLERS
Sits us down by a crick
& introduces us back
Becoming lost in the lives
Of newts or Greatest Blue Heron.
Is this life just “Amazing Grace” on repeat?
– Lost and found – Lost and found – Lost and found –
As long as it’s Aretha’s 1972 live recording
As long as a good friend plucks us up
Hangs us out to dry
Waits until we smell like fresh air
& takes us off the line.
A Homegoing 