O weary traveler

O weary traveler -
With your heavy pack and aching feet,
Your fatigued spirit from wandering miles,
Rest here awhile, weary traveler.
Tell me of your adventures,
Speak of all you have seen.
Share about those you have encountered -
For you are fortunate to see all.
O weary traveler -
I see you have weathered many a feat.
You bear your wisdom calmly.
Rest here awhile, dear friend.
I should like to share in your experiences,
To know what you have learned,
Nay, what you have done.
You have wandered every-where.
O weary traveler -
Come, enter here,
Stay awhile, weary traveler,
Rest your spirit, calm your wild heart -
You make a traveler of us all.

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If I wake in a different world -
A world where chaos has unfurled -
Find me in the place of Fae,
Where magic and the spirit hold sway.
Do not ask me the way -
I will have forgotten the trail,
Though I may have wandered through the veil.
If I wake in a different world -
One in which devastation whirled -
I will have found my place
Among the Fae, with grace.
A world hidden without a trace,
Beneath the pale blue sky
Where the albatross will fly.

An Ode to Summer

We grew up in the long summers,

Days warmed and languid,

With our skin darkening and hair lightening.

Afternoons spent in pale blue water,

Jumping off diving boards,

Showing off for lifeguards who’d never notice,

Gossiping while drying off on deck chairs.

Nights beneath the stars,

We burnt marshmallows around a fire,

Cigarette smoke and spilled drinks,

We were mellow, laughing, barely talking.

Sneaking out by the light of the moon,

Breaking rules and meeting guys,

Losing sleep to make memories. 

European vacations on the beach,

Hair stiff with sea salt,

No care in the world,

Except having adventures for stories to tell.

Falling in love for the first time,

Only to have a first heartbreak.

Waking up early for practice,

Only to skip for Starbucks or laying in a field,

Enjoying our mornings leisurely,

Grateful for choosing to relax than to swim.

Bike rides and walks for hours on trails,

Getting lost in nature without a care.

We grew up in the long summers,

Restlessly and recklessly in the moment,

Our lives seemingly larger than life.

We lived for the long summers when we could grow up.