Shadow Boxing

Flailing against shadows
Ghosts of transgressions
reached under the ribs
into the heart

Haunting every move
With arsenic history laying shroud of fog
obscuring logic
poisoning here/now.

Insecurity, desperation to defend/protect
it begs compassion
for someone unwilling to grow.
Choice defines you.

Choose to internalize a hurt
move through and forward
or fight the same demon
forever more.

The words, the speech, the rhetoric
weighed against the behavior, the action
its disconnected, antithetical
so lost, so confident in the confusion.

Defend a wound that wont heal?
– be responsible.
Know its a statement of
who and where you are.

Get a map. Find a way.

It is

It is change.
With the sun arching in a high winter elliptical
the hours shortening
the breath becoming visible
another perceptible season is ending.
The aspens sway barren
with the first snow of winter
the bark blends into the landscape
with dark eyes watching over
the softening curve of the slope.
The sap slows and warms. Energy gathering
for a new season, growth.
The world, my heart follows course.
Shedding that which does not serve,
making way for change.