If I Ever Fall

~

Who will break my fall

If I ever do fall.

Who will gather pieces

if I ever break

and becomes my glue

or will sooth my soul.

Who will calm this ache

burning deep within,

where would they begin

If I ever break

or If I ever fall.

HRios


“The splendid thing

about falling apart

silently…

is that

you can start over

as many times

as you like.”

― Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos

Flock

Flock

~

The parrots came back today.

A pandemonium of green feathers crowding the feeder

pushing, squawking for a taste of sunflower seeds.

My mind wanders, the feathery sound clouding thoughts

of time and place, adrift, my heart weeps.

How do I grasp life when it seems to slowly slip away?

Words mute in my throat do not follow

the path of my pen, building up, choking a voice

of freedom and love, the sound hollow

while I feed my needs, pushing, amidst the noise

around this flock of lost souls, to find my way.

HRios


 

“Demented by uncertainty,
Fidgeted by certainty,
That’s how we abide by what we call destiny.”
― Komal Paudyal

Dreams of Sand

~

How easy the sand shifts it shape

at the mercy of the waves it transforms

around rocks, and this hand like a god

changed a course drew by nature.

My imprint tells of me when it’s caught

in the rush of the water and the sand

to remain for a moment, just a moment,

‘til the waves come along once again

and erase all I was in the sand-

HRios


“Sand lines my soul which is filled with the breath of the ocean.”

― A.D. Posey