keep your heart buoyant
your resolve steady
listen to the clouds
drift across the sky
other writing
the long way
taking
the long way
home
is not just
about distractions
there’s also
more scenery
on roots
finally
after decades
roots
taking hold
in fertile soil
on decisions
to do or
not to do
the questions
she will ask
they will ask
follow the heart
or the mind
the impact
felt on all
for years
to come
heading into Easter morning
listening
to the burn-off
at the factory
its roar
filling the night
the flame
reaching up
to heaven
feel the weight
lifting
from my heart
watch
the ashes
drift on wind
there
let it pass
let it blow
back to where
it came
taste the wine
on my tongue
feel the breeze
on my face
wait for morning
this Easter morning
to come
Saturday morning in spring
I watch
from my balcony
the world
go by
in the joy
of a father
and his son
two women
holding babies
the laughter
of children
at play
and wonder
of the price
one pays
to miss
participation
in that world
on time: with apologies to Mick & Keith
time
is on
no one’s side
it is
strictly neutral
on distances
from here
to there
no easy distance
to cross
on what’s possible
one can do
what one can do
one cannot do
what one cannot do
pretty simple
when one focuses
on what’s possible
forever
a word
a promise
a mistake
to believe
in one word
Leonard Durso 