Covered

Photo by Andrey Bond via Unsplash

Winter’s kiss is fatal — 
she brings with her a
wrath of unbearable cold
or maybe it’s bearable
and I’ve just grown thin-skinned
in my older age?

I sit in my favorite chair
and watch snow fall
to the ground, fluffy
chunks of purification
sing in harmony.
Music fills my ears.

I scratch my dog
and relish her satisfied
sighs as she
snuggles in closer to me — 
her whiskers brush my hands.

We sit still, peaceful in
the warmth of our home
thankful to have this roof
over our heads;
a covering of life’s
many blessings bestowed
bountifully.

People text. They call.
They want to know if
I’m enduring winter
as best as I can and I
tell them, “I’m fine” or
“We’re good” and I just want
to be done with answering
questions that are neverending
or fill me with grief.

I try to pull myself
out of the frequent funk
that wriggles in unannounced
and sets up shop
deep within my flesh.

I prefer the luring aspect
of smelling and feeling
clean.

I remind myself of
the gratitude that lives
on my tongue, how anxious
I often am to acknowledge it,
I will not forget where
I could be versus where
I am.

Covered in the gift
of love and its divine presence,
the sadness I swim in
isn’t promised to drown me
only wash and purify me
as white as the snow
sticking to the ground.

This is what I tell myself.
This is what I have to believe.


Originally published in Other Doors via Medium.

The first frost of May

Photo by Joshua Newton via Unsplash

cold stretches its arms
throughout the spaces
of my home
I wrap myself up
and tap the heat
warmth caresses every
inch of our space

we calm our shivers–
talk the shakes
down from ledges
frozen toes and fingers
wiggle in excitment
happy to thaw,
eager to feel something
again

failure to beat the rain

NaPoWriMo #20

This morning, I allowed myself more time to simply rest in bed after opening my eyes. I did not peel myself away from the comfort of my pillowtop until well after 8 am. This resulted in me trying to walk Jernee in a massive downpour as the rains decided to shower down in sheets on us. But, I never felt more alive than I do right now. Peace.